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rivetwrites · 3 years

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DRV3 Cuddling HC

//this was mostly for me, i really need a comfort, so im gonna do all of the characters. very long post BHABHA

i might do the other games as well (even characters ive done before since i wanna rewrite them)

- mod oma

EDIT: I FORGOT MIU AND TSUMUGI IM SORRY

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Shuichi Saihara

Very shy about cuddling, but he absolutely loves it

The feeling of your body pressed up against his, your breath on his neck just makes him melt inside

He adores spooning you, though he gets a bit shy when he’s the little spoon

He loves being held by you, sometimes resting his head on your chest as you pet his hair

It relieves so much stress for him, and he’s a pretty stressed out guy

He doesn’t have a favourite position, as long as he close to you

But if he had to choose, he loves spooning

Either way, he loves feeling protected and protecting you

Kaede Akamatsu

She loves cuddles!

She’s not shy about it at all, pulling you close to her when you two are sitting together

She lets you rest your head on her thighs as she runs her fingers through your hair

Though if you want to bring her to your chest, she wouldn’t complain

She’ll always have a big smile on her face as she nuzzles your skin

Her favourite position is having you rest your head on her chest

She loves playing with your hair and comforting you, so that’s the best position to do so!

Kaito Momota

BIG CUDDLE GUY

He loves the feeling of protecting you, so he’ll curl around you, regardless on how tall you are

Though don’t expect to sleep if it’s not bedtime, he can talk for hours

Though, he would love to have your head on his chest as well while he rubs your back

Even if you fall asleep on him, he wouldn’t even notice and continue talking

But when he does, he makes sure you’re extra comfortable as he presses a kiss to your forehead

Maki Harukawa

Almost never cuddles you, but will when you ask

She prefers to be the big spoon, or having you in her arms, but won’t object if you want to hold her

Kind of stiff and awkward, not really knowing where to put her hands

The more time that goes on, she relaxes a bit more, even starting to get a bit sleepy

She doesn’t have a favourite position, as she’s neutral for all of them

But spooning does get her fairly sleepy and snuggly

Kokichi Oma

Little shit can never sit still enough to actually cuddle

He’s always on the move, so you’d either have to wait until its bedtime, or catch him

Once you do, he’s very squirmy and he loves to nuzzle into your chest

He hates to admit it, but he loves being the little spoon. He feels so small and protected and he adores it

If you have boobs, beware, he’ll be nuzzling them the entire time

But if not, he’ll still be nuzzling them, but not suffocating as much

He falls asleep pretty easily if it’s quiet (he’s never quiet) and actually calms down

Before he’s up again and playfully wrestling you

Himiko Yumeno

As soon as you wrap your arms around her, she’s out like a light

She can never stay awake long enough to actually cuddle you, so you’d probably have to snuggle her

But the rare moments she is, she loves laying on top of you, using your chest as her pillow

Says something about recharging her mana, but she’s just sleepy and she loves you

You wouldn’t have to worry about waking her up if you move, she’s a heavy sleeper

Tenko Chabashira

PROTECTIVE.

She will absolutely be your big spoon, or having you rest on her chest

She would be kind of stiff, but she’s mostly on alert in case someone decided to jump the both of you

You’d have to reassure her that you’ll both be fine and to relax

She’s still on alert, but she would relax against you as she compliments you

She loves running her hands on your back, almost like a massage

If someone even decided to sneak up on the both of you, she’ll kick their ass

Rantaro Amami

He adores cuddles

His love language is touch, so cuddles are pretty often with you

He prefers being the big spoon, or having his arm wrapped around you, but won’t protest if you want to change it up a bit

He loves running his hands up and down your sides, his mind taking note on all of your soft curves

He gets pretty sleepy, so you’d probably be trapped while he naps

But never fear! He’ll stay up to talk about your day, or his adventures!

Cuddle time is his absolute favourite time

Korekiyo Shinguji

He takes cuddle time pretty seriously

It’s the one time of day when he’s able to look over at how beautiful your body is

Nothing sexual, just to see how gorgeous you actually are

He prefers to have his arm wrapped around you, but he also likes to have you rest on his chest as well

He’s a pretty tall guy, so his long limbs will tangle with yours throughout the night

He doesn’t fall asleep easily, so he would talk about history, or about traditions he learned more about that day

Angie Yonaga

Very snuggly! Though its hard to get her away from her worship to cuddle

But once she’s in bed with you, her face will be snuggled into your chest with her arms around your waist

She doesn’t get sleepy easily, so she would have a nice chat, even dropping the conversation on Atua and just asking how your day was

She gets pretty calm and cuddling allows her to empty her head

Sometimes she’ll even meditate while snuggling, which she’s pretty good at

But after awhile, she’ll get pretty antsy and will leave to do something else (with you in her hand of course!)

Kiibo

Not very comfortable, but he tries!

The best would probably be cuddling on the couch with his head in your lap

Though, all that metal is sort of heavy

He feels sort of sad since he can’t cuddle your properly

But never fear!! You two can hold hands!

It makes him feel a lot better, especially when you’re laying together and your fingers are laced with his

Sometimes the two of you can get in a comfortable enough position to actually cuddle, which would be your head on his arm

Kirumi Tojo

Sort of dislikes cuddling, but not because she hates touching, she just hates the feeling of not being productive

So the best time to cuddle would be when she’s ready for bed!

She would love any position, so she had no preferences

If you want her to lay on your chest, she will

If you want to lay on hers, got it! She’ll be running her fingers through your hair

You’d have to stop her from giving you a proper massage though, in which she’ll actually have to relax

She definitely deserves a break

Gonta Gokuhara

Absolute SOFTIE

He’s so gentle and caring with you, making sure you’re absolutely comfortable

Big spoon all the way, but wouldn’t mind being the little spoon (big little spoon?)

He would love to have you lay on top of him, in which he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and press small kisses to your cheeks

Kind of afraid that he might hurt you (he never ever does) so he’ll be sort of hesitant

But when you reassure him that you’ll be okay, he’ll have that big cute smile on his face as he peppers your face in smooches

Ryoma Hoshi

He never complains if you want to cuddle

Sort of embarrassed that he’s the little spoon

But he loves it a bunch

He adores feeling your body pressed up against his as your arms wrap around his waist

Sometimes he’ll rest his head on your chest, nuzzling slightly as he slowly falls asleep

Comfort this boy, he’s so tired

Tsumugi Shirogane

This tall woman can CUDDLE

She loves cuddling! Sometimes she’ll pull you into her lap and wrap her arms around you to snuggle

She’s so soft and gentle with you, almost like you’re made of glass

She prefers big spoon, but would love if she was little spoon as well!

Loves to talk about anime and manga, even if you’re about to sleep

Sometimes she won’t talk for awhile, but she’s just off in her own head

Miu Iruma

Lord.

Pray she doesn’t suffocate you in her titties

A little awkward to cuddle, as it’s usually a sign of...more

But when you just want to cuddle, she won’t complain

She’ll go on about her inventions, what she wants to do, what happened that day, who pissed her off, etc

She loves being little spoon, on hand on her waist and another one on her boob

She falls asleep pretty fast, and she moves around a lot.

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dreampathic · 3 years

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❥chapter 02-beefy strong arms

❥masterlist

❥warnings: suggestive themes, sexual jokes, cursing

❥a/n: there’s a written portion 😉😉😉 also my best friend @katiea03 helped me out a ton with this chapter so please check her stuff out!

-written portion-

Iwa walks through the front door, running a hand through his hair. He sees Makki and Mattsun on the couch watching a shitty 1980s horror movie.

“Hey,” He nods.

Makki takes a handful of popcorn and turns to Iwa, “Hey baby daddy.” He bites his lip jokingly.

Mattsun turns his head, “Bringing your sugar babies back some money?” Iwa walks up to the couch and slaps both of them on the heads.

“Stop calling me daddy you fucking dumbasses!”

Makki rubs the back of his head, “I know you can hit harder daddy.” Giving a devilish smirk to him.

Iwa grabs the throw pillow next to Mattsun and chucks it at Makki’s face.

“Shut the fuck up.”

Mattsun starts cackling with laughter, but abruptly stops once Iwa takes another pillow to hit him. “OKAY OKAY WE’LL STOP WE’LL STOP!” Iwa throws the pillow next to him, “Fuck you guys.”

He walks away, heading to your room. Your door is wide open, you’re sat on your hardwood floor wearing sport shorts and a black tank top fanning yourself with the dresser instructions.

All of the parts of the dresser are out of the bags, separated in two piles. One with the screws and bolts, and one with all of the wooden parts.

“What the fuck?!” Iwa looks at the unbuilt dresser in disbelief. You look up at him, “huh? what?” He gestures his hands to the floor, “Why is everything out of the bags??”

“The bags were taking up too much space.”

Iwa couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He tried his best to hold in his anger, “YOU DUMBASS WE NEEDED THOSE!” It didn’t work out.

“Why??”

“IF YOU READ THE INSTRUCTIONS YOU WOULD KNOW EVERYTHINGS NUMBERED”

You open the instructions for the first time, read a section, and look back up at him, “Ohhh I thought it was saying how many bags there are.”

Iwa rubs the back of his neck, “I never thought I would say this but YOU’RE WORSE THAN OIKAWA.”

You gave him a look of disgust and stood up from the floor. “How DARE you say I’m worst than Oikawa!”

Iwa rolls his eyes, “I’M NOT WRONG!”

You furrow your eyebrows and grab your phone from your bed, “Don’t make me call him on his date. I’ll do it.” You threaten.

He crosses arms and smirks, “Do it I dare you.” He wanted you to call Oikawa because he knew it would piss him off for you being a cockblock.

“FINE! I WILL!” You scroll for Oikawa’s contact and hit ‘audio call’. Waiting for him to answer, you stare at Iwa with one hand on your hip. When Oikawa picks up he is clearly agitated, “What the fuck do you want? I’m tryna get laid.”

“Iwa-Chan is being mean to me!”

“The fuck you want me to do about that? He’s been bullying me my entire life.”

You frown, “He likes you the best.” Iwa lets out a loud laugh that makes you punch him in the arm. He looks at you with a taken back look because no one ever tries to punch him, because he always punches back harder. But you’re the exception.

“Since when?” Oikawa asks, there is no way he’s the favorite.

You throw your free arm up in frustration, “Since ever!”

Oikawa sighs on the other end, annoyed at his roommate calling him for something so unimportant, “So you’re telling me, you interrupted my chances of getting pussy for THIS?”

Iwa howls of laughter, holding his stomach. You roll your eyes, “Do my feelings not matter?”

“NO not right now!” All Oikawa wants to do is hang up and go back to his date.

“Oikawa-” You try to make him stay on the phone but he cuts you off, “BYE!” He hangs up, leaving you with your mouth agape.

Iwa can’t stop laughing but you punch him again, “Shut up! Help me please!” He sighs, “Fine, I’ll help.”

You give him a wide smile, clapping your hands together, “Thank you Iwa!”

“Yeah yeah whatever,” He mumbled as he took off his work shirt, revealing him in his white tank top showing off his biceps. Of course you always joke around with him about his beefy arms but, wow. You wouldn’t be lying if you said you didn’t imagine those arms wrapping around your-

“Where’s the L screw?” Iwa says, pulling you out of your trance.

“Uhh,” you scratch your head, a bit flustered. “What’s that?”

He sits down, opening the instructions. “You know the metal piece that looks like an L?”

“Oh…” You fucked up.

“Where is it?” He asks, concerned.

“I threw it out.”

This man prayed.

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Eight hours later, Iwa has been screwing everything in with a knife, almost cutting himself twice. You’re half asleep, leaning on his bicep. You yawn and Iwa looks down to you, “go to bed I got it from here.”

You shake your head, eyes closed, “noooo im helping,”

“you’re not doing anything.”

You open your eyes, looking up at him, “i'm here for moral support!”

Iwa rolls his eyes, glad you can’t see the blush forming on his cheeks. “Just go to sleep”

“No I can't.” You felt bad leaving him to fix your dresser without any company.

He sighs, “It’s fine, just go to sleep.”

You groan, leaning closer into him. “Your biceps are so nice though.”

He really hated the effect you had on him. Making him blush over sleepy confessions, he felt like an idiot getting flustered over you, no matter how much he wanted you to touch him again. “Shut up.” He mumbles.

“It’s a complement!”

“Go to sleep.” He demands.

“Hmph! Fine.” You get up, holding onto his arm for support and plop on your bed, mumbling some nonsense then instantly falling asleep.

Iwa looks over and grins, he wouldn’t have minded your company for a bit longer.

When Iwa finishes up the dark oak dresser, he admires the work he’s done and looks over to your bed, he gives a small smile and leaves your room.

He yawns as he takes off his tank top, throwing it near his hamper and plops onto his bed. He shuts his eyes. Before drifting off into sleep he hears Mattsun from his doorway say, “you’re a fucking simp.”

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You wake up around the afternoon, first thing you see is your finished dresser. You jolt out of bed smiling wide. You run out of your bedroom and go across the hall into Iwa’s, jumping on top of him yelling, “IWA THANK YOU SO MUCH!”

He opens his eyes right away, “GET THE-” He was about to pry you right off of him, thinking you were one of his other idiot roommates. But he just stood still, cheeks flushing red as your boobs are against his bare chest, trying his hardest not to get a boner.

“THANK YOU THANK YOU! YOU’RE THE BEST!” You shout over and over again pulling him closer to you. He wanted to hug you back, but that wouldn’t be the smartest thing to do.

“LEAVE” He shouts. You don’t budge, “WHY.” You could stay like that forever, but you knew at one point you would have to actually leave. “BECAUSE I SAID LEAVE” “YOUR BED IS COMFY”

Mattsun walks by, half-asleep and grumpily says, “simp.” Makki walks behind him scratching his head saying, “you’re just mad you don’t have a hot girl jumping on top of you in the morning.”

Mattsun punches him in the shoulder, “Ow man!”

Oikawa struts in the apartment, hair disheveled, hickies on his neck with a cocky grin on his face, “Guess who got laaaaiid” He announces going straight to the ‘ACTION BOARD,’ erasing ‘2 weeks’ next to his name and writing ‘0’.

“Nobody cares,” Makki exclaims from the hallway. Oikawa quickly turns to Makki and Mattsun, surprised they’re awake at this hour. They usually sleep in till 3pm.

He takes his jacket off and puts it on the rack, “why are you guys up?”

“Y/n is screaming, we’re all up,” Mattsun yawns.

“Especially Iwa,” Makki snickers.

This instantly sparked Oikawa’s attention. No one ever has the balls to wake Iwa up, they know it’s a deathwish.

“She woke up Iwa-Chan??”

“yep” Mattsun nods.

“where's the blood?”

“the only blood around here is in Iwa’s dick.” Makki laughs.

Oikawa instantly runs into Iwa’s room, being the nosey bitch he is. “Aww Iwa you finally have a girl in your bed!” He cheekily says.

As soon as Iwa heard his voice, his blood started to boil and pried you off of him and pushed you out of his room, “LEAVE ME ALONE!” He shuts the door in all of your faces.

You pout, “Why didn’t he want me in his room?”

All of the guys look at each other, knowing the real reason Iwa didn’t want you in his room. Yet all they could tell you without ruining your innocent gesture was, “don’t worry about it.”

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❥fun facts:

-they have a ‘sex board’ (well they call it an action board) in their house where they write down how many days they went out without sex on a white board

-Oikawa is NOT Iwa’s favorite

-Mattsun wants a hot girl to jump on him in the morning

❥tags: @pockyxx @cece-lives-here @psychedelicwh0r3 @elianetsantana @elephantloser @reina-de-tay @agaashesmilktea @navymacaroons @victor-criss-bish @langalvr @bakugouswh0r3 @killlerqween @tsukkiswifeey (send an ask to be added to the taglist!)

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kiss4kazu · 4 years

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ooh! can i request something spicy?? maybe headcanons of claude, dimitri, and felix’s kinks?

spicy hcs | dimitri, felix, claude

this is combo between just kink hcs and also how first times being freaky w these three go hahhahahahhahah screams. this is not safe for kiddos so proceed with caution folks

felix <3

whew, okay. sweats. um

so the first time u and felix do the do was definitely not planned. things tend to escalate a lot with felix when it comes to intimacy. pecks goodnight lead up to make out sessions and all of a sudden his hand is down your pants and you’re honestly not complaining.

felix is definitely more of a giver than a receiver, not because he liked giving, but because he liked being in control. he liked seeing you writhe beneath him and all that jazz.

he’d definitely deny you from reaching your high multiple times, partially to draw out the activity since you tend to come quite quickly beneath his touch but also because hearing you whine his name helplessly was a really big fucking turn on and he always swelled with pride knowing he was the only person who can turn you into a sobbing mess.

felix has 2 moods. his soft and pliant types of fucking, and his arrogant, i’m big bad felix fraldarius and my cock is 30inches long type of fucking. he knows hes hot, he knows he has a pretty dick, might as well utilize it.

he hates praise when it’s ingenuine, for things intangible that he hadn’t earned himself. when it’s people praising him for his title or the power of a fraldarius battalion.

but praise when it comes from you? when it’s you letting him know just how amazing he feels inside of you, how with every thrust of his hips your brain short-circuits and your eyes water with unspilled tears? when it’s you not being able to even form coherent words anymore because felix fraldarius is throbbing inside of you... yeah, that kind of praise. it does wonders for him and his dick.

he’s also into hair-pulling

and overstimulation

hes also rly rly easily jealous like if someone else was making eyes with you or perhaps you were giggling a little too loudly with some handsome noble he’d just yank you away and march u up the stairs to his dormitory before kissing you hard

he’s the type to make u beg and be rly possessive he’d just fuck you so ruthlessly hair stuck to his skin, panting “you’re mine. mine. say it” and u would just cry bc why tf he so sexy hello-

as mentioned in my kissing post, felix sucks the life out of you when he kisses you so it’s only logical that he fucks the life out of you too.

im kidding ofc!! not rly

although he’s on the giving end of things, it’s still completely self-indulgent, felix gets off just knowing he’s getting you off because he’s a sexy narcissist like that.

but on some days, he really really wanted you to know he cared a lot about you.

felix isn’t the best with words, but he was really good with his tongue, so things usually worked out okay. he’d kiss you, everywhere. every inch of you, leaving hickeys in even the most visible places because who fucking cares. you were his, he needed you to know that. he needed everyone to know that.

he can be sensitive sometimes too, make love, if you will.

he has to be rly emotional tho, so it’s probably after something eventful happens in his life. like when the kingdom takes back fhirdiad, or wins the war. or when he’s sleepy and tired and wakes up hard and is just too lazy to put on his big bad scary persona.

sleepy felix is submissive felix, aka my favorite felix. sleepy horny felix is all whiny and blushy and just wanted to come and he absolutely despised himself for it

you were well aware of how much he hated himself for being soft and needy, but that made teasing him all the more fun.

so yes, some nights felix would fuck you brainless and soak in the sound of your voice crying out his name helplessly. but on other nights, felix would lay down, his hair splayed against the pillow, your fingers twirling his locks and tugging gently as your other hand jerked him off, lips pressed against his as you breathed in his whines and grunts.

hearing him whine was a really rare sight, but it did slip out occasionally, when you squeezed the base of his member unexpectedly or when you took him deep into your throat and swallowed around him. felix really likes fucking your mouth.

yeah felix is an emotionally constipated sex god

claude !

whew lord.

ok so claude, my sweet, cheeky, little shit <3

the first time probs wasnt even intentional with him either he was just teasing you a little too much and things got a bit carried away but it’s a great time nonetheless

doing the do with claude is probably a rollercoaster ride, he would literally never shut up and would just say the most stupid things and you’d hate yourself for still being so desperate for his touch because somehow in between his terrible jokes and merciless teasing he whispered complete filth into your ears.

he’s a master of dirty talk, chuckling against the shell of your ear at the sound of you choking out a sob at his words, tugging at your earlobe just to spur you on even further.

“don’t tell me you’re clocking out already?” you’d just glare at him in frustration despite your flushed cheeks and he’d kiss you on the tip of your nose and laugh in amusement at your misery

he’ll literally do everything but fuck you, covering every inch of your skin in love bites, especially your chest. he’d literally eat you out or suck you off until you were dizzy but if you want him inside of you, he’d definitely make you beg.

if you ever tried to get smart with him… um, he’d uh .. p-punish you

not like in a pain kink type of way he’d just pull out right before you could nut and would laugh maniacally in your face afterwards because that’s what you get for being a smart ass ! denying u from coming is basically how he punishes u so its a pretty long night but claude’s really really good with his tongue so you’re guaranteed to come like 3 times at minimum anyways

he’d devour you, all smirks and with eyes filled with mirth and he wouldn’t give in until you were absolutely wrecked under him.

he’s very um… dominant, i would say

but not an aggressive dom, definitely a playful dom who enjoys edging and teasing a bit too much

he’s also pretty experimental, i can see claude as a bit of an exhibitionist also, he’d probably fuck you in the cathedral just for shits and giggles

but he is human and despite how much of a little shit claude is he’s just as wrecked as you he’s just much better at hiding it

he’d probs quit the teasing once he himself can’t handle it anymore

and wow uh thats when claude gets all sensual

when claude’s kind of in overdrive and completely uncoordinated just messily thrusting over and over again to finally get you both to that place thats when he becomes all romantic and lovey

would compliment you to no amounts end, call you all sorts of pet names like honey, sweetheart, baby, etc.

his messy curls would stick to his skin, his forehead pressed firmly against yours, verdant eyes blown wide maintaining eye contact with you just for that extra level of intimacy because watching you when you’re like this really drives him over the edge.

he’d pant against your lips, kiss you roughly and somehow find it in himself to even let out an amused laugh because he’s having sex and that’s kind of funny for some reason

claude’s pull-out game probably a1 but idk he’s possessive in less conventional ways so i feel like he’d get off to the thought of releasing inside you and watching him drip down your thighs bc yea

claude is also the king of aftercare let it be known

he’d have so much energy after sex for some reason like he’d just hop right up clean your bodies, fetch you tea if you wanted some and curl up with you resting on his chest, running his fingers over the skin of your arms tenderly and smiling softly to himself when exhaustion takes over you and you slip into a warm slumber against his chest.

i love him bye

dima

ok so dimi is a busy busy boy and even when he does have free time he’s never entirely there his mind is always kind of somewhere else u know

he’s always struggled w getting a proper night's rest and always overworks himself into hysteria

so, as his lovely s/o, you presume a nice session to destress will help loosen those knots in his muscles and all that chaos whirring around in his mind

you were thinking a nice trip to the sauna or something

but dimi had other ideas

he’d just look at you and his gaze would darken all of a sudden and with just a glance at him you already feel the wind being knocked out of you

it would be rly sudden, like dimitri’s just rly needy all of a sudden and he’s taking whatever you’ll give rly he has so much pent up stress and needs some form of release and he’s so so emotional and touchy and won’t stop kissing you with so much fervor and desperation

dimi is 1000% a lovemaker im sorry u cannot convince me otherwise. unless he is feral. if he is feral then understandable have a good day.

he’s all about pampering and kissing every inch of you and asks every five minutes is this okay? are you comfortable? does that hurt? are you sure? because he’s terrible with fragile things and if he ever hurt you he’d never forgive himself poor baby

part of you just wants to grab his face and say !!! im fine !!! you big idiot !! but you just pull him to your chest and nuzzle your face into his neck and breathe him in deeply, kissing his jaw gently before reassuring him i’m fine dimi, stop worrying

he’d calm down instantly and focus back on the task at hand, pleasuring the love of his life hehe

BODY WORSHIPPING non stop praises just kissing everywhere his lips come across you’d love it but hate it at the same time bc part of you just wants him in u already and the other half of u is just so so enamoured by him and feels so warm and loved and appreciated

he’s more of a giver than a receiver as well though for opposite reasons compared to felix, he worries about your comfort so much to the extent where it distracts him from his own pleasure, and it isn’t until he’s inside of you that he remembers and is like oh wow fuck and yea things dont usually last very long for him since he always neglects his own pleasure in favor of yours. he gets so focused on making u feel good because he loves you so much and he needs you to know that so yeah he doesn’t remember to even touch himself lmao

you’d probably come like twice before dimi even whips his schlong out

at the peak of his pleasure tho dimi gets kinda rough ngl. he’s a person whos very emotionally driven so when everything gets to be a bit too much he’s just slamming into you with so much force your skin stings, grip so tight on your hips there’s sure to be bruises in the morning but despite how rough he is his eyes are nothing but gentle and so so loving

probably says something like oh seiros when he’s about to come LMAOOO

dimi is also a king with aftercare but he’d probably knock out like a log afterwards and it’d be like the best sleep he’d get tbh all warm and satiated and just content

dimi sex god

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wyvernsandwitches · 3 years

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What The Water Gave Me

Finally posting my first fic and obv it's gotta be a mermaid!Jaskier and it really was not meant to be this long but these idiots got away from me.

“They don’t exist,” Geralt of Rivia says, expressionless. “The creatures in your song. And the one before about the merfolk. They can’t mate with humans. There are no half mermaids.” “Ah, you’re wrong there, my friend. I myself am part merfolk,” Jaskier answers with a smile.

Or: Five times Jaskier tells Geralt the truth about his heritage and one time he shows him.

Destiny is a funny old thing, Jaskier thinks when he stumbles across Geralt of Rivia in Posada. He’d left Lettenhove behind with ease, relishing the look he imagined must have been on his father’s face when he found his dresser empty and his lute gone. There is nothing for him there. He needs adventure. And oh boy, does Geralt of Rivia positively reek of adventure.

“They don’t exist,” Geralt of Rivia says, expressionless. “The creatures in your song. And the one before about the merfolk. They can’t mate with humans. There are no half mermaids.”

“Ah, you’re wrong there, my friend. I myself am part merfolk,” Jaskier answers with a smile.

The witcher rolls his eyes and stands, leaving a coin behind on the table which Jaskier quickly pockets. He makes a quick decision and packs up his lute, following the man out of the tavern.

It takes almost no time at all for Jaskier to fall head over his heels for him.

Geralt is wrenched from sleep by a pounding on his door. The fire in the hearth is down to embers and the almost full moon shines in through the threadbare curtains, casting the room in an eerie glow.

He recognises Jaskier’s heartbeat outside his door a moment before Jaskier hisses his name.

Geralt sighs and gets out of bed. He throws another log on the fire and casts a quick igni to relight it, before he pulls open the door and Jaskier falls in.

“Oh Geralt, thank the gods! Shut the door, quickly!” he whispers.

“Jaskier,” Geralt growls.

“Shh! They’ll hear you!”

“Who?”

Jaskier’s answer is interrupted by a fist at the door.

“I’m not here, okay? You haven’t seen me since dinner. And for goodness’ sake make it believable, Geralt, please!” he whispers again and darts under the bed.

Geralt rolls his eyes and opens the door again.

“You, witcher. You were with the bard that was here this evening, weren’t you?” A middle-aged man with a ruddy face hidden behind a large curly brown beard stands outside the door. His breath stinks of ale and his knuckles are cluttered with scabs. Geralt recognises him as the landlord of the tavern across the street they’d been in earlier.

Geralt hms.

“You seen ‘im?”

“We parted ways after dinner. He’s on to the next village as far as I know.”

The man grunts. “If you sees ‘im, there’s a pretty reward in it for you if you turn ‘im over to us. Man’s barred from this establishment from here on out. And the tavern over yonder. Give us a shout if he comes back.”

Geralt nods and closes the door. Jaskier crawls out from beneath the bed and stands. His doublet is nowhere to be seen and his shirt is undone almost to his navel, exposing an ample amount of chest hair. In the low light, with his hair mussed and cheeks pink, Geralt can’t help but think how attractive he is. He shakes his head at the thought. Those thoughts have been coming a lot more frequently lately and he needs to put a stop to it.

“Let me guess. You stuck your prick in his wife?”

“How dare you!” Jaskier points a finger at Geralt. Geralt just crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow.

Jaskier deflates and falls into the rickety wooden chair by the hearth. “Fine,” he grumbles. “Although it wasn’t his wife.”

Geralt makes a non-committal noise and moves the logs around in the fire.

“If you must know,” Jaskier begins. I didn’t ask, Geralt thinks, but he knows from experience it is pointless trying to stop Jaskier talking. “The man’s sister walked in on me and her husband in rather a delicate position.”

Her… husband? Geralt has always thought Jaskier prefers women. Although, now that he thinks about it, he’s never really paid attention to who Jaskier takes to bed. Lately, he’s had to start making a conscious effort not to think about it, lest he start imagining Jaskier with those partners, and that train of thought only ends with Geralt frustrated and searching out the nearest brothel.

“What do you mean delicate position?” Geralt asks, making sure he’s understood correctly. He can’t quite process this yet.

“What do I mea– sex obviously Geralt, as you so insightfully guessed when I came in here! Or were you asking for specifics?” Jaskier grins and taps his chin. “Let’s see, he was on his elbows and knees and I was beh-”

“No, I do not need details, Jaskier!”

Jaskier’s grin widens. If Geralt could blush he knows he’d be blushing right now. This new information that Jaskier also enjoys the company of men sends his heart fluttering. The mental image of him with the other man sends heat pooling to his face and his groin. That settles it. The next village they stop in needs to have a brothel, so he can rid himself of these intrusive thoughts.

“Can I stay in here tonight?” Jaskier asks.

Geralt scowls and moves to the bed. “Fine, but you’re sleeping on the floor.”

“Ohh, but your bed is so big! And I’m all bruised from climbing out of the window.” Jaskier whines.

“Floor,” Geralt repeats and throws one of the blankets on the bed at Jaskier.

Jaskier pouts. Geralt gets back into bed and sighs as Jaskier makes a fuss of arranging himself on the floor.

After a few moments, Geralt throws him a spare pillow. “Take this and shut up.”

“Thank you, dear. You know, you could just–”

“No.”

“Ugh, fine. Mean old witcher.”

He’s blessedly silent for a moment.

“I knew I should have gone for the woodcutter’s son. He had better arms. But the sailor kept talking about the sea and-”

“Sailor?” Geralt can’t help but ask. They are nowhere near a coastline.

“He was saying how much he loves the sea and how he’d been a sailor when he was a young man but then his family married him off and now he’s stuck with a wife he never wanted and a tavern to look after that isn’t even his. And you know I’m a sucker for a tragic ‘my family doesn’t care about my happiness’ backstory. And then when I told him I was part merfolk he barely hesitated before he stuck his tongue down my throat. Shame our little tryst got cut short. He had a really good arse as well and they’re hard to come by round here.”

Geralt mostly ignores Jaskier as he talks about the other man. He focuses his attention on the sounds he can hear, in order to stop those images of Jaskier coming back into his mind. The fire crackling. The wind through the branches outside. Jaskier’s slowing heart rate. A few long, quiet moments pass. And then something Jaskier said snags on his thoughts.

“You told him you were part merfolk?” Why Geralt continually lets himself be dragged into these conversations is beyond him.

“Mm-hm,” Jaskier answers, his voice slow and sleepy.

“And why would you do that?”

“’Cause I am.”

“Jaskier.”

“Told you when we met, Geralt. I’m part merfolk.” Jaskier yawns.

“That’s not possible.”

“Is. I’m it. Mum was part mermaid. So am I.”

“You can’t be part merfolk. You’re either merfolk or you’re human. There is no in between.”

“Whatever you say. G’night, dear.”

Jaskier really could talk out of his ass sometimes. Honestly, part merfolk! Has he come up with that lie himself or is it a childhood tale he’d been told that he still believes?

Geralt ponders on this for a while when Jaskier’s soft voice breaks the quiet, laced with sleep.

“Had nice eyes too, like a storm.”

Geralt takes a breath and tries to tamp down the jealous feeling rising in his chest.

“Not s’nice as yours though. Yours’re like honey.”

Geralt spends most of the night trying to sort through the multitude of implications that that comment leaves him with.

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violetnotez · 4 years

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HC: Being Super Fluffy and Giving Them Lots of Love!

Anonymous: Could I request something for Izuku, Todoroki, Shinso and Bakugo. They're doing their own thing and are super concentrated or something and reader is just so entranced by them and they're so glad to have be able to call them their boyfriend and reader just gently cups their face and gives them and the most love filled, soft kiss cause AGH THEY'RE PRECIOUS TO READER! 😭 You can totally ignore this if you don't wanna 😂😂😂 I just feel so soft rn

Ahhhhh this is adorable anon! Honeslty some days I just wanna give these babies the biggest hugs UGHHHHHH

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Pairings: Izuku x reader, Shoto x reader, Shinso x reader, Bakugo x reader

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I Z U K U

You and Izuku are having another study night, your body sitting next to his

Obviouskyyyyyyyy this boy does nothing but study smh

But you had completely given up- your brain had shut down after an hour and now you were just half listening to Midoirya mumble and half just admiring your adoarble boyfriend

You honestly miss seeing him look so domestic- you always see him in his uniform, his hero suit, and occasionally his All Might PJs on the weekends

But it feels like agessss since you’ve seen him in proper clothing

He looks just so cute in his teal sweatshirt, his scars peeking out of his sleeves as he wrote random equations on his paper

And his mannerisms are just so adorable-his tongue is poking out of his lips as he tried to work through a math problem, his eyes squinted in concentration and freckles dusting his cheeks like stars

How did you get so lucky getting someone so sweet and cute as him?

“If two goes into this fraction then possibly the variable will be isolated once I subtract the four-” hes mumbling under his breath, his voice so comforting against your ears

You lean your head against his shoulder, the scent of him just barely noticeable but so intoxicating-

AND HES SOOOO WARMMMM

“’Zuku?” you asked tiredly, a lovesick smile plastered on your face

The sound of your voice breaks Izuku’s thoughts, his brows softening as he looks down at you

“Yes puppy-oh, are you getting tired? You look pretty sleepy...maybe we should take a break-”

omg why is he so sweetttttt

You just feel so calm, so comforted with Izuku it felt like your chest was just filled to the brim with love for this boy

Without warning, you leaned up to Izuku and kissed him softly on the lips, your head feeling like it was spinning from butterflies

AHHH HE COMBUSTING TOO THO

Once you pull away, Izuku’s cheeks are as bright as cherries and you cant help but smile, cause seriosuly no matter how many times you kiss him he ALWAYS gets flustered

“You know I love you right?” you tell him, butterflies filling your stomach as he looks down at you withe wide, green eyes

COMBUSTING IZUKU IS DECEASED REPEAT IZUKU.EXE IS NO MORE

“o-of course! I-I-love you too!” he stuttered out, his nerves so intense that his tongue was like lead in his mouth

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S H O T O

It was just one of those crappy

CRAPPY NIGHTS

You couldnt sleep, it was too hot, you were uncomfrotable, your ,ind was racing

And once you DID fall you course had a gut wrenching nightmare that left you panting and sweating from fear

WHAT THE HECK BRAIN

So time for some good ol’ Shoto cuddles

And that’s how your now cuddled up into Shoto’s side, his body keeping you nice and cool

This boy was literally the sweetest- even though it was like1 in the morning, he couldnt care less about that and just focused on you

He quickly knew something was wrong when you were waiting in the doorway, his strong arms encasing you in atight hug

“Y/n dear, are you feeling alright? Whats bothering you?”

You just snuggled yourself deeeepppp into that boy cause he felt so comforting, his voice was velvety

also how does he always smell like detergent and expensive ass cologne like yessir thats the scent for meeeee

He quickly ushered you inside his room, his hands gripping your shoulders firmly

Literally all fears from that dream melted away with Shoto- his energy was so unbelievably strong and protective, it felt like nothing bad in the world would ever happen cause Shoto was there, and he wouldnt let anything bad happen to you

Also- seeing him in a plain white tee and black shorts literally could have made you swooned, cause god this boy really looks hot in anything huh?

He didnt judge you in the slightest about the dream, just offering for you to spend the night with him

Your head was cuddled into his firm chest, that intoxicating detergent-cologne-rich boy smell making your insides feel fluffy like cotton as his hands quietly brushed the hairs away from your face

He’s ask you small question, like “Are you comfortable dear?” or “Is that dream still bothering you”, just little things to make you feel more safe and open to talk to him

Shoto never wanted you to feel like you had to hide anything from him, and the effort really showed

You were know getting sleepy but the overwhelming feeling of appreciation and love for Shoto was exploding out of you

At this point you just wanted to show your undying gratitude to your boyfriend for being so unbelievably adorable and sweet

You shifted yourself, propping yourself slightly on his stomach so you could look at his face

damn this boy really got blessed with all the good genes huh?

You ran your fingers lightly against his skin, relishing the slight changes from cool to hot, your hands cupping his cheeks and feeling both sensations course through your body

Once you felt him sigh from content, you took it up a notch, leaving feather light kisses on his sheeks, his brows, his eyes, his scar...any avaliable skin you marked with yours

“Love, may I ask what you’re doing- you should be sleeping right now, its quite late-”

“I wanna show you I love you tho...” you sent the boy a pout, a deep chuckle rumbling through his chest and vibrating throughout your body

“But I already know you love me,” he grinned sheepishly cause god your just so adorable, like a puppy desperate to give their owner attention

“Well-I still want to show you,” you stated, your voice slightly thick from sleep as you continued to kiss the rest of Shoto’s face

All this boy could do was lean into his pillow, his hands finding themselves on your waist cause he knew you were gonna do this until you were tired

He wasnt complaining though- you being cuddly and cute like this literally rocked his world in the best way possible

“You know- your very endearing when your half asleep”

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S H I N S O

Shinso is probably the most hardcore gamer you know

It was late in the night, and this guy was still going at it, now playing a game of Mario Kart on the TV, the screen bright against his features

You had gotten tired of the video games, just deciding to watch your boyfriend play instead of being the one to play

And god were you happy with THAT decision

He just looked so...adorable, his body clad in a tight black tee and baggy gray sweats, once foot straight and one foot bent as he sat on the floor playing

His hair was unruly as ever, sticking out in every direction

HIs eyes were completely enraptured by the task in front of him, scanning the screen

He was just so cute, lookking so intense yet so sleep deprived

it was adorable how badly he wanted to beat the player playing against him

And then he went a licked HIS LIPS

IN THE MIDDLE OF PLAYING

Your face erupted in red cause

OMG

HES JUST SO HOT AND PRETTY AND UGHHHHHHH

You waited unpatiently to the last round, the music picking up pace as he sped to the finish line, hes cart victoriously earning 1st place

The dude didnt even cheer, just the most self absorbed smirk plastered on his face in pride

THAT IS WHEN YOU POUNCEDDDDD

You quickly plopped yourself gently into his lap, your thighs cradling his sides

“Aww whats the matter kitten, not giving you enough attention?”

Yours hands fell against the softness of the black shirt and oh thank godddddd its so thin, your digits trailing upward and feeling the slight ridges of his muscles underneath the fabric

“No....its just- its not fair for you to look so cute while playing games and I cant cuddle you....”

“Heh, I look cute?”

This boy really cannot fathom how you find him so endearing, and now you just want to prove it to him

“Mmhmm,” you answer a smile on your lips as you cup his face in your hands

HIs hair is so tickly against the tips of your fingers, his broad chest radiating heat throughout your body

Your start to leave quick kisses on him, starting from his checks and working in towards his mouth, but not quite kissing him square on the lips

The closest you get to kissing him is on the corners of his lips, leaving electric sparks against his skin

The boy is desperate now

You cant just do that to him

“Aww cmon darling, dont tease me like that” he sends you a cocky grin, his pointer finger gently tilting your chin and pulling you into a deep kiss

SHINSO IS A GOOD KISSER FIGHT ME ON THIS

Once you pull away, your head is just spinning cause goddddd this boy is just a blessing

“Let me play one more round, and then we’ll head off to bed, alright?” he asks, his free hand now cupping your cheek

You sigh in content, your hands wrapping around his waist and snuggling into his chest, a warm, smoky smell like cedarwood drifitng to your senses and lulling you to relax

“Okay...”

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B A K U G O

“Im winning this damn bear for you-”

“Katsuki no you already wasted $15 now lets go-”

“Im WiNiNiNG. ThE DaMn. BEAR- SO SHUT IT AND LET ME CONCENTRATE >:(”

You have been standing here for 10 minutes now, Bakugo determinnneddddd to win this gigantic teddy bear for you from a claw machine at an arcade

You feel so bad about it, but honestly, its turned into a personal grudge from him now

HES DETERMINED TO WIN IT AND MAKE YOU HAPPY

While your watching him you cant help it but find him adorable

Hes wearing a plain black tee and jean jacket, something he NEVER wears but looks so good on him?

This boy could be a model fight me on this

His face is the cutest tho-

You can tell he’s absolutely pissed cause he expected to win the animal way sooner than this, his eyebrows pointed downward and his teeth gnawing at his bottom lip

and then

AND THEN

THIS BOY FINALLYYYYYYY GETS IT

He’s trying his hardest not to start cheering cause he really just did that (after wasting $25 but ya know we’ll overlook that)

Your so happy too and that triumphant look on his face just melts your heart

cause he may be a cocky asshole but hes YOUR cocky asshole

“Ha- see told you I’d win it!”

Whatverrrrrr- you roll your eyes, your hands already snuggling the big bear up to your cheek

ITS SO SO SOFT AND SQUISHY YOU MIGHT CRY FROM THE CUTENESS

Your mind is already thinking of where to put it in your room (names too??) but then you look up at your boyfriend and UGH you could literally melt on the spot

cause he looks SO PROUD and SO SOFT- his hands stuffed into the pocket of his pants as he gives you the smallest, happiest little smirk everrrrr

Your just feeling so grateful for the boy in front of you right now, that you put the teddy bear down and wrap Bakugo into a hug

Bakugo always acts like he doesnt want physical attention, especially in public-

But you know this boy lovessss to be touched, so when he returns the hug and gives your sides a small squeeze your weakkk in the knees

AND HE SMELLS SO GOOD

Always like caramel and something rich like firewood

You give him a quick kiss on the back of his neck

AND HOLY SHIT

HES COMBUSTING

Thank god the arcade is dark cause you would totally see his blush (something he will deny)

You pull away a smile on your face as you tell him thank you,

And

*le sigh

of course he ruins the whole cute moment you two had by saying, “Whatever-your the one who wanted the damn thing even though your too old for that shit-”

Just remind him of the All Might figures he secretly had stashed in his closet and he will combust again

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lunatens · 3 years

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since we’re alone

word count: 1.7k

genre: angst + fluff

pairing: hwang hyunjin x gender neutral reader

requested by...too many people to count ksjdfbskg

a/n: im so sorry this took so long, i think like 10+ people asked for me to write a sequel (which is kind of a lot considering tmta has like..less than 100 notes lmao) but i really struggled to find the motivation til now ;-; i really hope you guys like the direction i decided to take this!! also yes i did name this series after niall horan songs what about it

*this is a sequel to “too much to ask” so if you haven’t read that, you probably should read it first!*

confusion hits you as the rosy glow of the morning sun lands on your face. why the hell is it so bright? you groan as you pry open your sleepy eyes only to see the sunrise blazing through the large windows of your living room, and the memories of last night’s events come back to you. your head hurts a bit; probably a mixture of the morning light, the alcohol you had last night, and then crying yourself to sleep.

you rub the sleep from your eyes, surprised to see a blanket you don’t remember using falling to the floor as you stretch. you reach for your phone on the coffee table to check the time—too early to be awake, dammit—only to notice a glass of water right there. yeah, that definitely wasn’t there when you fell asleep. picking it up, the cool condensation leaves your fingers wet to the touch, and the icy water feels nice on your throat.

your eyes begin to water as more and more of what happened last night comes back you—in particular the words you said to him in your drunken state. a tsunami of guilt washes over you, mixed with lingering waves of anger and hurt. taking another sip of the water, you try to calm down and think about things. maybe it’s best to talk to hyunjin about this and tell him everything that’s on your mind now that you’re sober. yeah, that’ll work.

you groggily stand up from the couch, pulling the blanket over your shoulders like a cape and letting it drag along the floor as you tentatively walk to the bedroom. the door swings open with a quiet creak, and you bite your lip nervously.

“hyunjin?” you call into the darkness, voice loud enough to wake him but gentle enough not to startle him. you’re met with silence, and you frown as your eyes adjust a bit to the darkness only to see an empty bed in front of you, cotton sheets carelessly thrown aside. your heart sinks deep into your chest, the small rays of hope and forgiveness quickly fading. gone to practice again, you’re not even sure if he’ll be back until later and even then he might not return at all, considering what you said to him last night. your heart feels like it’s been torn in two; you were ready to talk things out with hyunjin and work towards a solution, already ready to forgive him, so seeing him leave just like any other day sends daggers through your heart.

“he could’ve at least made the bed,” you grumble to yourself, haphazardly throwing the sheets and pillow back to where they belong. as you do so, you can’t help but wonder if maybe it really is for the best if you just end things with him. sure, there are lots of great moments with hyunjin and you have so many special memories together, not to mention the fact that you’re completely head over heels in love with him, but as high as the highs in your relationship feel, the lows are just as extreme, if not even more so. you check your phone again, the lack of any sort of message from hyunjin helping you make up your mind; when he hopefully comes home tonight, you’ll break things off with him.

you shuffle back out to the living room, now brightly lit by the fully-risen morning sun. flopping down on the couch, you grab the remote so you can look for something mindless to watch; maybe it’ll help take your mind off of the impending doom that ticks ever closer to you, since you’re too antsy to go back to sleep. you’re about to turn the tv on when a loud thump at the door startles you into dropping the remote. you turn to look at the door, peerings over the couch wide-eyed as you hear keys fumbling in the lock before the handle clicks and the door swings open. when hyunjin’s tall frame quietly enters the room, you think your heart must’ve stopped beating for a moment. your emotions are in turmoil as a million questions and thoughts race through your mind; what’s he doing back so early? do i still break up with him? where did he go if not practice and schedules? and what’s in that box??

hyunjin gently places a white box on the nearest surface before putting his jacket and mask away. you don’t think he’s noticed you’re awake yet, as he seems to be trying his best to be silent. you almost giggle at the thought, but then you remember you’re mad at him and you just continue curiously watching his actions. he finally turns to peek over at the couch, expecting to see your still sleeping form, so when his eyes meet yours he’s a bit taken aback.

“oh, um, goodmorning y/n,” he greets, a little bit awkward. you can tell he’s having trouble reading your emotions and he’s trying to tread carefully, so you remain quiet to see what he’s up to. he picks up the box in both hands and walks over to you, placing the box on the table beside your empty water glass and sitting down beside you. you turn to look at him, expression neutral as he furrows his eyebrows and takes your hands in his.

“y/n, i am so, so sorry for what happened yesterday. i-i know that doesn’t cut it, but i can’t even describe to you how sorry i am. i love you so so much, and i really don’t want to lose you. i understand if you don’t feel the same and you’d rather just en-end it, but i want to do whatever it takes to keep you in my life.”

you didn’t even notice you were crying until his thumb is swiping away a tear on your cheek. he leaves his hand up against your face, and you can’t help but lean into his touch.

“you’ve been so supportive of me following my dreams and being an idol, and i’ve been awful at showing you how much you mean to me. so i’m taking today off, i’ve told chan what happened and he said he’ll cover for me, so now i can be here with you. is...is that okay?” hyunjin asks, eyes searching yours to try and read what your tears mean--are you sad? do you hate him forever?

all you can think to do right now is lean forward to capture his lips in a deep kiss. as soon as your lips touch you can feel the relief wash through both yourself and him. he pulls you closer and wraps his arms tight around you as if he’s never letting go. you pull apart with a soft giggle, wiping your tears away and gently smiling.

“i love you too, jinnie. we can make this work, just please-please don’t make promises you can’t keep ever again, ok?” you ask as you squeeze him in a tight hug, breathing in the welcoming scent of his sweater. he kisses your forehead and lightly caresses your tear-stained cheek.

“deal,” he says, and the two of you just lie there in each other’s arms in silence, your arms wrapped tightly around hyunjin’s torso and his fingers tracing circles on your back. you’re overwhelmed with emotions right now, and you hardly know what to think, but you’re relieved to have hyunjin back in your arms. suddenly, you remember you still don’t know where he went this morning.

“what’s in the box?” you ask as you pull away to examine it, reaching out to touch the white cardboard.

“ah, i mean it’s nothing really, i mean it’s a day late anyways and it’s so early i could hardly find anywhere that was open, let alone actually had something decent,” hyunjin rambles as you open the lid to see a small cake inside with “happy birthday y/n! sorry i ruined your birthday” written in purple icing. the sight makes your heart swell with happiness and you can’t hold back the smile in your face.

“you got up this early just to get me a cake?” you ask in excitement; if this is hyunjin’s way of making things up to you, it’s definitely working.

“not just a cake,” he says nervously as he pulls a smaller white box out of his pocket and hands it to you. opening it, you see a delicate silver chain necklace with a tiny locket on it. inside the locket is a super dumb picture of you and hyunjin from back when your first started dating, and the word “stay” is engraved on the back. you blink furiously, trying and failing to rid yourself of the tears filling your eyes.

“i was gonna give this to you yesterday, but i felt like it might not have been the bets time...and i know it’s kind of cheesy, but i wanted you to always have something to remember me by when i’m away. i got one for myself too so you’ll be with me too, i’m gonna try to even sneak it with me on stage so you’ll always be by my side,” he says, cheeks flushed with embarrassment but that just makes the moment even sweeter.

“i love it so much, hyunjin, thank you,” is all you can say in fear you’ll burst into tears if you speak any more words. you lean in to press another kiss to his soft lips, this time lingering so you can savour this moment. hyunjin helps you put the locket around your neck, and you do the same for him, smiling shyly at each other.

“so what do you say we dig into this cake and get the day started?” hyunjin asks.

“but it’s so early to eat cake!” you respond, to which hyunjin shrugs his shoulders.

“who cares, we have the whole day to spend together and we can do whatever the hell we want,” he says with a smile, and you couldn't be happier to have hyunjin in your life.

#skz #stray kids #stray kids scenarios #stray kids oneshot #stray kids drabble #stray kids imagines #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x you #hyunjin scenarios #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin oneshot #angst #fluff #kpop fanfiction #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #since we're alone

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daydream-believin · 4 years

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The Never-Ending Roadtrip (new beginnings)

Summary: Reader joins Douxie in the quest for Nari’s safety. He’ll need company won’t he? - Also, a talk about Merlin and grief. It’s big feelings time. (part two)

Warnings: Swearing, theres like three bad puns and at least one meme im sorry

Word Count: 2713

A/N: inspired by the fact that i recently moved states and it was the most tedious trip ever. It took the entire day. i was bored out of my mind. So i decided to write about going on a long boring roadtrip with Douxie instead. also, i have a black cat myself and i can attest that they are little domesticated demons. she didn’t like the long trip either.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” Douxie deadpanned when he saw (Name) run up to join him on the ship, perching on the edge. “Well I’m coming with you, obviously.” Douxie had known the young woman long enough to know that there would not be a point in arguing. They would just go round and round for hours before she ultimately won. She fought dirty, puppy dog eyes and all. He didn’t have time for this.

After making sure that Archie and Nari were secure, Doux turned back to (Name), “You’re absolutely sure about this decision, love? Once we take off there’s no going back. We could even be running for the rest of our lives. You really should stay with the others,” he warned.

She looked annoyed. “Yes, Doux. I am absolutely sure. I wouldn’t want you to do this alone. And besides, you’ll need me.”

He blushed for a second before realizing she meant he would need her as in extra backup and not that he needed her needed her. Trying not to show the slight disappointment that was written on his face, he chuckled and covered his cheek with his palm, “Of course.”

They set off into the early morning sky. After waving goodbye to the rest of the gang, (Name) clung to the golden railing, looking out over California in amazement. It was like she was in a movie. This was her life changing magic carpet ride. Of course, a lot about her life had seemed to be out of a movie lately. Ever since she discovered her gift for sorcery. Ever since she got mixed up in all this Arcadian mess. Ever since she met Douxie.

Surprisingly, Douxie was really talkative for the first few hours of the trip. (Name) had expected him to be a bit more closed off, considering the week they had just gone through. He was really gushy too, with his heart on his sleeve even more so than usual, and that’s saying something for Douxie. Maybe momentary death was good for unclogging heart pipes. (Name) was loving it. Not the momentary death thing. That had almost stopped her heart. No, it was so nice to be having such lighthearted conversation with her friends. Kept her from dwelling on things. Once night got closer, though, she couldn’t help it. What could she say, the pink splattered purple sunset made her sentimental. She and Douxie had slipped into a little talk about Arcadia, about the kids, about what had happened, and about what was next for them. Despite her gushing about how happy she was to be here with him, Douxie still felt really guilty that he put her through all this. She made the mistake of telling him how much it scared her, everything that happened earlier. She made a bigger mistake telling him how she cried over his body, refusing to accept that he was gone. He wasn’t of course, but she didn’t know that.

He suddenly got quiet after that. The conversation lulled. Even Nari and Archie seemed to sense that something was off and kept quiet. After watching the stars roll by in silence for a few hours, (Name) started to feel the tug of sleep. She tried to find a cozy spot, but failed, because she was on a ship. A pretty basic little vessel. There were no seats or anything even kind of cushiony. She contemplated using Archie as a pillow, but that probably wouldn’t fly well with him. Pun intended.

Douxie was still as statue, staring out straight ahead into the clouds. Like a grizzled old sea captain. The bags under his eyes were getting worse than usual, but (Name) decided to not to say anything to him and let it be. He looked like he was enjoying the silence. She didn’t think he’d sleep tonight. How could he? She mused. (Name) herself hadn’t even begun to truly process all that had happened. She wished she knew what to say. Anything to comfort him, to let him know she’s be there. But (Name) was no use now, in her sleepy state. She might make it worse. She’d try talking to him in the morning. If he even wanted to talk.

In the end, (Name) wound up leaning against the corner, using her balled up over-shirt as a pillow. It was a bit colder now, but with Nari snuggled up in her lap and Archie stretched out over her legs, she’d be just fine. They might as well had been heaters. Doux wouldn’t join them, insisting that they needed to fly through the entire night to put as much distance between them and Arcadia as possible. He assured them that he’d wake them up if something was the matter. Of course, they were sleeping on an open deck floor. Any sort of trouble would wake them up immediately anyway, but it was a nice thought. (Name) snuggled into her makeshift pillow. She took one last look at Douxie, brooding at the helm, before slipping off to dreamland. It was a mediocre dream.

The morning sun came sooner than (Name) wanted. The cheeky bugger. There was no use trying to go back to sleep. The sun was too big and bright. so, so bright. Nari also stirred when the sun beam hit her face. She blinked blearily and let out a cute yawn. Or at least it would have been cute, had it not been directly into (Name)’s face. (Name) had to give it to Nari though, her morning breath actually didn’t smell bad. It was earthy, floral even. Damn nature spirits. Despite (Name) and Nari being awake, the sun’s rays seemed to have little to no effect on Archie. He could sleep through anything, on anything, at any time. Damn cats.

Douxie looked like the dead. His raven hair was a mess, lips chapped from the wind. Those eyebags had somehow gotten even worse. Douxie gave Tim Burton characters a run for their money. (Name) decided it might be better to wait until she was a bit more awake and articulate to try and talk to him more about… the, ah, events from yesterday. Yet, she was fully aware that if she kept procrastinating, the conversation was just going to get worse and worse. But the timing’s not right. Yes, the timing’s just not right. The stars, they’re not in position. In fact it might be easier if she got him to take a nap first. Yeah, no need to cause sleep deprived Douxie to have an unnecessary breakdown.

It took some convincing, but (Name) finally got him to agree to let her take the helm and get that well deserved rest. Not that Douxie thought he deserved it. He wasn’t too happy about leaving (Name) and Nari alone, figuratively, while he was unconscious and unable to protect them. He wasn’t too happy about a lot of things, really. He especially didn’t care to be alone with his subconscious. But with the worried look (Name) gave him, he couldn’t help but comply with her demands. Her and her bloody puppy dog eyes.

He woke up to the sound of (Name)’s singing. She probably hadn’t meant to wake him up, with her soft voice hushed, but nonetheless he was awake. Douxie was a light sleeper. He had to be, after all his troublesome years. She was singing a sweet little love song. He felt a drumming in his chest as he listened. Speaking of his chest, there seemed to be a bit of pressure on it. A familiar pressure. It started to purr, sending the comforting vibrations through his ribcage. He gave Arch a good scritch behind the ears before sitting up.

“Your voice is so lovely, you know. I cannot imagine why you’re always hiding it.”

Name startled. “Did I wake you?” she asked, concerned since he hadn’t been out but for a few hours.

“Yes, you had,” He began gently, “But, I’m glad.”

“You’re glad?”

“Of course, I got to hear that beautiful singing voice of yours. Quite the rarity, innit?”

(Name) flushed. She wasn’t sure if she was flattered by his compliments or embarrassed that he had caught her singing once again. Still, she tried to refute his words but all that came out was a flustered sputter. Thankfully, Nari came to the rescue. Unintentionally, but a rescue all the same.

“Hisirdoux, now that you are awake, may I ask where it is that we are going?” the small goddess asked.

“Oh, uh, about that,” Doux wrapped his arms behind his back and sucked some air through his teeth, “I actually didn’t have a set place in mind. I think we’ll just wing it. On our winged boat.”

(Name) whipped her head towards him so fast she’d get whiplash. She didn’t even acknowledge the terrible joke. “I’m terribly sorry, but you what.”

“I just thought we’d head northeast for now. Once we run out of land, we’ll pick a new direction. It’s not like we’d be able to stay too long in a place, after all. It’s safer to be constantly moving.” He tried not to sound to unsure in this rambling. He did have a plan, just not one that looked too solid on a piece of paper. It’ll be fine. They’ll be fine.

“I- okay.” She didn’t sound too panicked, which Douxie counted as a win. Still, he didn’t want her to be too stressed about the uncertainties. He figured he might as well just pick a place to ease her fears a bit. She couldn’t worry herself raw, that was his job.

“How about New York City? That can be our first official destination on the Never-Ending Roadtrip.”

“Yeah, yeah okay. New York City, that sounds nice.” Victory.

***

“Ugh, we’ve been flying over basically the same damn thing forever! Can’t this thing go any faster?” (Name) whined as she leaned over the edge like a wilted flower. Her wind-mussed hair hung over her face. It took everything in Douxie not to flinch whenever she got to close to where she might fall out. Sure, she would most likely be able to break her fall with magic, not coming out with too many scratches, but it still scared him just the same. (Name) was gonna give him a heart attack one of these days.

“It’s a fucking magical flying boat, (Name). It goes eighty miles per hour tops. Do you know how advanced that was in the twelfth century? It was a fucking miracle of technology, (Name). It’s not the boat’s fault we’re currently travelling through Kansas.” Doux huffed. He quickly felt guilty for snapping at her and apologized. He felt a bit on edge lately. Their conversation last night kind of freaked him out. He wanted to be a little more protective of her now since she told him about how scared she was, but snapping at her would just accomplish the opposite of getting across how much he cared.

Name sighed. Looking around the ship, she noticed that Nari and Archie were just napping in the sun, completely unbothered by her and Douxie’s loud outbursts. She looked back out into the seemingly infinite grass field again.

“Well, I guess now is a pretty good time,” She said cryptically, “Hisirdoux, we need to talk.”

It was like she just injected ice water into his veins. He didn’t like her tone, plus, those words were never proceeded by something good. Never. “To talk?” he asked with a nervous tinge in his voice, hoping if she elaborated it wouldn’t be as bad as the conclusions he was jumping to.

“Yeah. Talk. About your feelings.” Well now he was panicking. She said that so solemnly. How did she know? Fuzzbuckets, she was about to reject him, on this boat they were stuck on, in the middle of Kansas. Rip out his heart and throw it into the grassy void.

“To talk, about my feelings?” he repeated her again, incredulously. He put on his best fake smile.

“Yes, Doux.” She sat down on the railing near him and crossed her legs. “I just- I think it’s time we had a proper conversation about stuff. Like say, I don’t know, how you’re handling your grief over a certain mentor.”

Douxie quickly let go of the breath, he wasn’t sure when he started holding, in a loud sigh of relief. Oh thank Merlin, he thought this was going to be bad. That’s what she wanted to talk about? Okay, not the problem he was expecting, but one he could deal with. He’s already had a couple of good cries. He spent most of last night mulling over not just Merlin but the whole concept of death. He could talk about the weight of grief hanging over his heart, no big deal.

“I believe I am handling it well, thank you for your concern, Love.” He tried to sound nonchalant.

“Hisirdoux Casperan, you stared out into the distance with unblinking glassy eyes for hours last night and barely spoke to any of us. Hell, you fucking died yesterday, Doux. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about that. You’re not fine. And you’re not weaseling your way out of this conversation either.” She said sternly. They entered an unspoken staring contest.

“Alright, Love, fine. I am fine. Okay?” She quirked her brow. “I am, truly. I’m at peace. He lived a good life and I’ll continue his legacy with honour. Of course I’m still sad about it, but I’ve got other things to focus on right now. Sure, my chest is still heavy, but it’s not crushing like it was when the wound was fresh,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “And I did get my last goodbye talk with him when I was dead,” He chuckled to try and lighten that last bit up, but name still winced at his words.

“Douxie, I just- I know what it’s like, ya know. To suddenly no longer have that father figure in your life. Someone you looked up to for so long. It’s hard Doux, I get that.” She sympathized. She tipped her head down towards the deck floor.

“Well, in a way, he’s already been gone for about, say, nine centuries. I’ve had my time away from him, so I know that I can do it. It’s the knowing that now he’s gone gone that’s the real kicker.” He glanced across the boat over to the sleeping pile of fur and greenery. Nari was curled up into a ball while Archie mirrored the same, but on top of her. They were like a couple of stacked buns. Douxie smiled at the sight. “And yet, do you know what makes it all feel better?” Name looked back up at him and furrowed her brows.

“You. And Archie. And Zoe. And Claire. And my bandmates and my coworkers and the rest of the Arcadia gang. I’ve got plenty of people in the world now. I know I’ve got all kinds of love.” He hung his arm over her shoulders. He had made up his mind, he was going to open his heart to her soon. Almost dying really puts one’s priorities in view. “Recently, a great man, well, a great dragon, told me that family is not just who you have, it’s also who you’re with. If one thing I’ve learned in this nightmare week, it’s that you’ve got to enjoy people while you can. Because once they’re gone, they’re gone. You can’t dwell on past love, you’ve got to soak in the love you’ve got now, or you’ll miss it.”

“I guess I understand that.” (Name) said softly. She took in his words. Focus on the now love, huh. She could use to do that too. She felt his hand move from her shoulder to the small of her back.

“Oh hey look at that, we’re coming up on Missouri. How about we stop for brunch, Love?”

“Oh I’m starving,” Archie butt into the conversation and flew over to rest on (Name)’s shoulder. He did one of those black cat yawns where they turn their entire faces inside out and they become nothing more than a black hole with teeth, “I could really go for a bagel with extra lox right now.”

#douxie x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan imagine #douxie imagine #toa wizards #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #my writing #the never ending roadtrip

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marveloussupernerd · 3 years

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im going to come thru and request one of your holiday prompts!! please do jumin saying number twelve 💀💀 but like it’s the penthouse

Christmas Lights and Bruises - Jumin Han

This is from my Christmas prompt list , requests are currently open so feel free to request :)

Prompt: “I fell off the roof putting up Christmas lights”

Summary: Jumin really wanted you to have the best Christmas ever. If that meant he got a few bruises along the way... well... that was okay by him

FIRST OF ALL after a Google search: a fall from over 50 ft will almost def kill u and Jumin lives on the eighth floor at least (80 ft up min) so he would die. I’m not trying to kill him SO we’re just gonna say that the penthouse ceilings are high and he had to use a ladder to line the ceiling w lights

ANYWAYS ty for requesting bb I love you and literally everyone has requested seven for these prompts but you ? Just saying this is like everyone else erasure (no h8 to those requested seven tho :))

You were going to go for a nice day out while Jumin finished up some work at the home office. He didn’t have too too much, but he still sent you to the hairdressers because you were in need of a cut, and he wanted to get your nails done too while you were at it. You opted for the cut first.

Christmas was only in a few more weeks; you were so excited! This was your first Christmas with Jumin by your side (more notably as your HUSBAND by your side), so you wanted to make it special. The past few Christmases had been meh for you so you really wanted to make this one fun. You had already ordered his present and it was on its way. Soon you wanted to put the tree up too!

You hadn’t opted to get too too much off for your haircut, a little over an inch (2.5 cm) or so, but you were still excited to have it look all nice and fancy. Plus the hairdresser was always soothing. After she had washed your hair you made you way over to the seat to start the cut.

Not even half your head cut later and you were getting a phone call from one of the building’s security guards. He knew where you were at the moment so you figured it was important. You asked your hairstylist to wait a moment then picked up the call. “This is Mrs. Han.”

“I’m so glad I got a hold of you. Uh, your husband has had a fall...”

“A fall? Is he okay?” Your hairdresser raised her eyebrow.

“He refuses to lay down and rest. I swear I heard something crack so I called the doctor...” he sounded concerned.

“Alright. I’m on my way.” You took off the cape and stood up, hair still wet and half-cut. “I’ve got to go. Can we finish this later?”

With all the money she was getting paid? Of course she wouldn’t say no. She nodded and wished you the best. You flung on your heavy coat and headed out.

“Would you like me to send Driver Kim?” The guard asked.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m only a few blocks away. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

You hightailed it to the penthouse. How did he fall!? He was supposed to be working. Your face was cold; it was below freezing out and your wet hair certainly wasn’t helping. Maybe you should have brought a scarf.

You rushed into the building, heading up to the penthouse floor and to the front door. The security guards were waiting for you. “Mrs Han.” They greeted you, standing at attention.

“Is he okay? Where is he?” You questioned.

“He’s likely at his desk right now, Ma’am. The doctor should be here in about 15 minutes.”

You rushed through the door, not bothering to take off your coat (you were cold enough already granted) and rushed to the office, knocking before opening the door immediately.

Jumin was at his desk, typing away at his computer. He looked up to you and smiled, then winced. “You’re home early.”

“Jumin!” You rushed by his side, kneeling next to him. “Are you okay? You had me worried.”

“Oh,” he waved his hand to disregard what had happened. “You heard about that. I’m fine.”

“You don’t have to be strong around me,” you cupped his cheek in your hands. “Won’t you lay down until the doctor gets here?”

He sighed. “I suppose if you’d like me to.”

You grabbed his arm as he stood up, carefully guiding him to bed. “Would you care to tell me how you fell?”

“Well... I might as well since you’re about to find out anyways. I... fell off the roof putting up Christmas lights.” He sounded dejected. You helped sit him down gently in bed.

“The roof!? Jumin we’re on like the eighth floor!?” You were shouting. You were just so shocked.

“Oh... not the roof. The... ceiling? I tried to line the ceiling with Christmas lights for you in the living room. But... I fell off the ladder.” You pulled the blanket over him.

“Oh Baby,” you stroked some of the hair out of his face. “You didn’t have to put those up. We can pay someone to put those up.”

“But... I know how much you love Christmas and I wanted to make it extra special for you.”

“I know. I bet it looks great,” you kissed his cheek.

“Not really... the lights are hanging around only half lit up.

“Well I’m proud of you anyway. Now where does it hurt?”

He looked kind of uneasy, as though he still didn’t want you to know how much it hurt. He had a tight frown on his face. “My... chest. I don’t know. Right here?” He pointed under his chest. Men were never very good at injuries, huh.

“Your ribs? We’ll have the doctor check them out. You might have a concussion too if you hit your head.” You gently pressed a kiss to his lips. “You’re so sweet. But please, let me help next time. You had me worried sick.” Your eyes were glossy. What a stupid thing to cry over. But you were quite upset. What if he had gotten severely hurt? What if he had actually tried to do this outside?

“Okay. But I’m okay, alright?” He reached forward slightly to unbutton your winter coat, pushing it off your shoulders. “Oh my,” he muttered under his breath.

“Oh my what?” Your voice was just as soft to match his.

“Your hair... has looked better. I thought I had paid to have it done.” His hand reached out to touch your hair, a crunching sound being made as soon as he touched it.

“Oh, it probably froze. I, uh, left as soon as I heard. She only had time to cut half of it. But, I’ll get it done later! So long as you’re okay. You know, I can actually just have them come here so I can stay with you if you-“

“Honey,” he cut you off. You looked back at him. He had a warm smile on his face. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

“I’ll make you some tea while we wait for the doctor. He should be here any minute though.” You stood from your spot, but Jumin caught your wrist before you could leave.

“Stay here with me. Call the Chef to make tea or something. I just... want you here for now.” His eyes looked sleepy. How could you refuse? You sat down on the side of the bed, shifting so you could stroke his hair. He shut his eyes as you waited.

The doctor said he had bruised a rib. He probably also had a minor concussion and should rest as much as possible and avoid stressful work. He clearly didn’t know Jumin. Still, you’d try your best to keep him resting for the next few days. He lived and worked in such a fast-paced environment that the doctor worried any work could set him off and make his conditions worse.

“Watch Christmas movies with me?” You asked, after the doctor had left. You had put your hair up so that you didn’t have to look at it, half-cut, every time you passed a mirror. If the hairdresser didn’t get here soon you’d cut it yourself. It was that annoying. Still, for the sake of Jumin, you tried to ignore it.

“I haven’t seen very many,” he commented, eyes locked on you as you climbed into bed, pajamas and fuzzy socks on. “Christmas movies.”

“For real!?” You took the remote from the bedside table and climbed under the blankets, scooting closer to your husband. He was on his back, head propped up by pillows. He wanted to switch to his side but you wouldn’t let him. It would hurt!

He pulled you closer by the waist until your head was resting on his shoulder. “For real. I’ve only seen... hm... A Christmas Carol. It’s A Wonderful Life...”

“That’s all!?” You moved yourself off his shoulder to look at him in disbelief.

“And Rudolph.”

“That’s still all!? We have so many to watch.”

“But my work-“

“Nope. I’ll arrange for someone else to do it. We have to watch Elf. And The Santa Clause. And Frosty the Snowman. And The Polar Express! And.. so many more!” You snuggled back next to him, using the remote to pull up the first Christmas movie of the night.

He sighed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“I cannot believe you rolled your eyes!” You teased. “What have you done for 27 years without me!? Without these movies!?” He flinched. “Oh! I’m sorry,” you pushed away from him slightly. “I hadn’t realized I was hurting you.”

“No, come back.” He was POUTING. Pouting. You had never seen him pout like that. You didn’t move though. “I don’t mind it.”

You huffed at him.

“Okay.” He scooted closer to you. “If you get on the other side we can cuddle and it won’t hurt. Because it’s my good side. How about that?”

You climbed over him, sitting on his other side, resting your head on his shoulder. “Better?”

“Better,” he sighed. He grabbed your hand in his. “Now start the movie. It seems I have a lot to catch up on!”

With all the movies and excitement and you, how could he possibly go back to work?

Bye writing for Jumin is my element I was so happy writing this. Ik I write for him a lot and if I write for any character too much it’s like blah. But he rlly is my favorite character :) I love him

#mystic messenger #mysme #Jumin han #Christmas

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slytherinbangchan · 4 years

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Sunshine☀️ Chap23 (Stray Kids Social Media!Au)

🡲Chap1 here🡰

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Warnings: Smut in this chap.

So, 20 minutes have passed since the movie started and the only thing that happened so far was Seungmin switching places and lying between you and Jisung cause he couldn't see anything from where he was before. Everyone is silent and probably asleep. You yourself are fighting to keep your eyes opened when you feel Hyunjin's hand slowly moving to hold yours. You look at him and he smiles and again those butterflies in your stomach. 'They fell asleep' He whispers then kisses you right away making your heart race. You are not so sure how to react if we are being honest but it's not like you want to stop him, right? But are the guys really asleep? What if they're not? What if they see you kissing Hyunjin? What if... What if Jisung sees you? He wouldn't care right? Why would he? Don't be stupid, friends don't care about that stuff.

You feel Hyunjin's hand climbing up your inner thigh, making you forget about all that, and you blush as you stop him right before he reaches the top. His eyes on yours. 'Sorry'. He apologizes. His breath a bit shaky after all that kissing. 'I-I got too excited'. He says as he blushes lightly and you chuckle softly. 'You're cute Jinnie'. You say making him blush for real now. Then you cup his face with one of your hands to kiss him again. You're not sure why you stopped him. Maybe it felt too real for a moment, maybe you were still worried about the guys waking up and seeing you like that. But as you kiss Hyunjin again, that kind of stuff doesn't matter that much anymore. The movie keeps playing in the back and the guys are sound asleep. Hyunjin moans softly into the kiss as you palm him over his pants and you blush as you find out how big he is. 'Do you wanna go to my room?' He asks, again with a shaky breath, and you look at the guys for a moment to check if they're still asleep. 'Okay'. You say and he pecks your lips before carefully getting out of the pillow fort.

You follow him closely almost feeling guilty as you walk past Chris's and Jisung's rooms but you shake that feeling off your chest before it gets real and focus on the man you have right in front of you instead.

He sits on the bed against the headboard and smiles as you crawl to sit astride him. He's still sleepy and so are you but seeing him like that, with his hair all messy and his puffy face only makes the butterflies in your stomach alive again. You always thought he was ridiculously handsome but never imagined he'd be this cute too.

Soft moans leaving his mouth as you grind on him. You leave a love bite on his neck and he smirks. 'Ah, noona~ marking me already?' He asks and you kiss him hoping that way he won't notice the red on your cheeks. His hand quickly climbing up your thigh again, this time with no one stopping him. His thumb over your clit as you kiss. He presses lightly before starting making circular movements over it. And you're blushing, cause this is the first time someone who's not Chris or yourself is touching you and it feels weird but also good.

You moan on the kiss and stop him for a minute. 'W-wait'. You say still blushing and he chuckles softly. 'Yeah?' He asks and you mumble something. 'Ah.. sorry I can't hear you y/n'. He says and you blush even more if possible but lean over him to whisper in his ear. His hands grasping at your thighs now as he gets harder. 'Fuck, okay'. He says and you happily help him get rid of his pants losing yours too in the process. He kisses your neck as he squeezes your tits over your shirt and you whine. 'Please...' You beg. 'Okay, let me grab a condom'. He says and you nod then wait for him as he reaches for them on the nightstand. You watch as he puts it on and as much as he's shy about it he doesn't complain. A smile on your face as he leans over you to kiss, making some room for himself between your legs. And then you're suddenly thinking again of all the things that make you nervous about this situation. But you really want this. Even if you feel guilty for some reason. You don't want to feel guilty though. You may not be in love with Hyunjin but you sure like him a lot so why wouldn't you do this?

You whimper in pain as he begins to push his length inside of you and he stops. 'Noona... Look at me'. He says as he's noticed you were thinking of something else. 'W-What? It's not my fault. You're huge'. You complain as you blush and he chuckles. 'Are you sure you wanna do this?' He asks and you nod. 'Of course. I'm sorry... I don't know why this is happening'. You say and he smiles. 'Noona'. He calls you once again then pecks your lips and kisses your neck and jaw. 'It's okay. Try to relax a little'. He says with a soft voice as he takes a tiny lock of hair out of your face then pecks your nose. Your cheeks lightly blushed still but you listen to him and realize how tense you actually are.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath then look at him and smile before kissing him.

Fuck the guilty feelings. He kisses your neck as he finally slips inside of you now that you're relaxed. His thrusts are slow as you adapt to his lenght but later you ask him to speed up a bit. His hands on your hands. You bite his lower lip and he groans making you smile as you shush him. 'They'll hear us'. You say. 'Sorry'. He whispers before kissing you and then moves slightly to have a better angle. You moan quietly against his lips after he finds your g spot then he starts rubbing your clit with his thumb. You shake your head trying to hold back your moans and he smirks. 'I-Im... gonna...' You whine out and he leans over to kiss the pleasure tears falling down your cheeks away. 'Yes, come for me, noona'. He says and you come some seconds later. You bite your lips trying not to moan out loud and he kisses you for a bit as he keeps thrusting into you a bit slower. Your clit is throbbin but you ask him to move faster again as you feel a second orgasm building. 'Please, I wanna come with you. Just use me and cum with me'. You say and he groans at your words as he picks up the pace. His thrusts getting deeper as he's about to cum. He groans softly in your ear slowing the pace for a moment as he releases. Allowing you to milk him as you rub your clit, reaching your second high. He colapses over you and you kiss his neck. He turns his face to look at you as he smiles then pecks your lips before sitting up to get rid of the condom. 'Should we get a quick shower?' He asks and you nod then follow him to the shower as you kiss a hundred times. It seems like the guys are still asleep even after that shower but you decide it's time to get back to the pillow fort and maybe finish the movie. 'I'll play it again. We missed all of it'. You say as Hyunjin lies down and you look for the remote. He yawns and you chuckle. 'Don't you fall asleep too huh?' You say and he smiles. 'I won't'.

You spend like an hour watching the movie alone and then you hear someone stretching and yawning. 'Hey, welcome back'. You say as you smile and Jisung ruffles his hair a bit. 'Did I sleep a lot?' He asks and you chuckle. 'Yeah'. He looks at you with a slight frown. 'How do you know? You were with Hyunjin in his room'. He says and your heart stops for what it feels like an entire minute. He heard you? Or did he just saw you weren't there and he figured? 'Ah... I.. I was...' You stutter and he smiles. 'Don't worry, nor Seungmin or I will tell Chris about it'. He says not losing his smile and you nod in silence. 'I'm sorry if you guys had to hear us'. You say and he chuckles. 'It's fine. Honestly you were way louder when you were with Chris hyu....Anyway'. He stops as he notices how hard you're blushing. 'Seriously Seungmin and I were so tired we barely heard anything. I promise'. He says and you nod again. 'Anyway you played the movie again? Let's actually watch it then!' He says, still smiling. 'Yeah, okay'. You say a bit concerned about how easy that was. Things are never that easy in your life.

Is he really okay with it?? Well, of course he is, he's your friend. Why wouldn't he? You shake your head hoping to get rid of those thoughts that way and focus on the movie but your chest hurts for some reason. You take a subtle look at Jisung as he watches the movie and your heart skips a beat seeing him smile at a horror movie. You smile to yourself and wish you were right next to him. Like when you two are alone and he asks you to softly caress his arm or to play with his hair as you watch the movie. But there's Seungmin between you two. And also... Also you fucked Hyunjin and he heard. That's probably between you two now too. You bite your lips trying to hold back some tears that suddenly want to scape. You don't regret what you did so why does it hurt anyway?

The doorbell rings snapping you out of that train of thoughts and waking up the rest of the guys. It's Jeongin with some ice cream so that's nice. Also with everyone up now you'll forget about that feeling in your chest for a while.

It's time to go and Jisung fights his way with Hyunjin to be the one walking you home.

And it feels so weird. Why does it feel weird? He's just walking you home like he always does. He's joking around as he always does. He's even more hype than normal.

You reach your house before you even notice and he hugs you good bye but you haven't been so talkative on the way home so he's worried. 'Damn y/n you're weird today, is it the hangover or did something happen with Hyunjin?' He asks and you tilt your head at him not knowing where this comes from. 'Fuck, did you want him to walk you home instead? I'm so stupid I didn't even ask what you wanted. I'm sorry y/n. I know we slept together and everything but I was missing you already so I wanted to walk you home'. He says and you blush. 'I mean not sex sleep but you know, we slept on the same bed so...' You chuckle and hug him again. 'Thanks for walking me home Jisung. I was missing you too'. You say and he blushes lightly. 'S-Sure'. He says as you pull apart from the hug. 'Do you... Want to meet tomorrow? Maybe only us? I had been wanting to take you somewhere' He says and you smile. 'Yeah, okay. Call me?' You say and he nods. 'Okay, good night Sungie'. You say then peck his cheek. 'N-Night'. He says waving at you as you walk away.

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Skz Social Media Au!

↳You met Chris at high school and have been dating since. You love him with all your heart but maybe not in the same way that you used to. You’ve talked it out with Chris a couple times before but you both always end up deciding to try and save the relationship cause you love eachother so much and it simply hurts when you think about breaking up. But, how long can you keep this up?

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#stray kids smut #stray kids #stray kids imagines #skz smut #skz #stray kids scenarios #stray kids au #sunshine au #slytherinbangchan #i dont wanna tag anymore #tumblr search doesn't love me anyway

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randomlychaos · 3 years

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Obey Me: Adventures of Catan

An Obey Me AU Story

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Chapter 8: The Magical Sweater

Catan tried his best to run after Satan. He apparently got so exited that he kept tumbling and fall to the floor. He also tripped himself with Satan's sweater. They finally arrived at Satan's room, Catan ran in and jumped onto the resting couch.

Satan picked up the sweater that looked pretty big. He wonders if it is true, that this magical sweater can fit perfectly on the person who wears it. He felt the fabric on his fingers. It felt pretty soft, it had no torns nor any damage to it. Why would someone put a magic spell on a plain looking sweater to begin with? He looked at Catan which somehow manage to get stuck in his sweater.

Satan quickly crouched down and took his sweater off of Catan before he ruins it. It was his only sweater and he can't afford buying a new one. He grabbed his own sweater and threw it on his bed. He then carefully put on the magical sweater on Catan. Satan waited untill something happened. For a while, nothing was happening and Catan looked like he just wore a very big sweater. Catan looked up and wailed his arms around.

Satan sigh, he did pay a good amount of Grimm for the sweater. Satan stands up and began to search for a book that can help with shrinking the sweater. At least any spell that could somehow do something with it...

Asmo which was in his room, picked out many outfits and accessories that he thought would make him look beautiful. Of course he was already beautiful himself he thought. He looked through his many clothes which were in his drawer, and scanned through his lovely outfits. He spotted a pair of pants that he did not remember buying.

"How did these slip into my pile?"

Asmo picked up the pair of pants and walked over to his mirror. He had the pants over his own clothes but he did not think they suit him well. He folded the pants and hid them in his dresser. As he sat down on his bed he looked at himself through his mirror. He gave a small smile and a peace sign. After a while his D.D.D ranged, one of his demon friends invited him to a party. They said that the party had a couple of succubus, which led Asmo to agree to join in. He then hanged up and started to take a bath before getting ready.

As Asmo finished his relaxing bath and dressed himself up he looked himself in the mirror one more time. He lightly touched the left side of his chest and sigh. He put the same smiles as he did the last time and grabbed his D.D.D and walked out of his room.

"Hey, why are ya all dressed up for. Wait is there a new party?!"

Mammon asked Asmo when he saw him walk out of his room.

"Yea, apparently some succubus are going there so I decided to come"

Asmo told Mammon as he started to walk out of the house. Mammon stopped him before telling him that he is coming with him. Mammon started running back to his room to change into something better. After a while he came back hopping in one foot as he tried to put on his other shoe. Asmo sigh.

"You better hurry up, I want everyone to see how amazingly beautiful I am in that party"

"Yea yea im goin, hold up!"

Mammon was shocked as Asmo had already left, he got a bit angry but ran after him since he did not know where the party is besides Asmo. Asmo had already got a car so that he can drive to the party. He also brought Mammon to his car since Mammon said he wanted to keep his own car clean...

Satan reached on the very top of the stacks of books to find a certain spell to at least shrink the sweater to its perfect size. Catan watched as Satan used his tippy toes to pick up a book.

Catan looked at the sweater and at the floor. He dropped down which had tangled himself with the sweater. He tried to look around when he felt the same weird feeling before. He felt a little dizzy and everything he saw was a bit hazy, he tried to free himself by wiggling around. Which causes him to move around and increased his dizziness.

Satan flipped through the pages when he found a little spell that might work, he looked back to the chair and saw that Catan wasn't laying on it. He layed his book down and moved his head the the left, on the ground he saw Catan struggling to get up and some books laying on the ground.

Satan picked up the nearest book which was open, he knew that it might have been the book that fell ontop of his head, so he knew he should put it safely away so that no one gets hurt. As his fingers gently touched the pages of the book, he glanced at Catan for a second before standing back up to close the book.

He he did that Catan started to glow a tint of white. Satan quickly glanced back to Catan as he closed the book he had on his hand.

Catan finally didn't feel as dizzy as he was bit noticed that he felt some discomfort. Slowly his vision turned white which made him close his eyes. Then for a second the glow of white turned intense as the bright light of white shined.

Satan looked away with the book on hand as a shield. The bright light stopped and went back the the little glow as of before. Satan looked back at Catan with a shocked expression.

Catan (which was a little kid before) was now older and taller. The white glow started to fade away and Catan was on the ground trying to untangle himself. Catan figured out where the sleeves to the sweater is and began to stick his arms in them. He sat up and sticked his other arm into the other sleeve. Once everything was in place, the sweater magically fitted into place.

"There you go, ah, how lovely. It really did fit" Catan said in a soft voice, complementing the sweater. That was until he finally noticed what happened. The sweater fit into his arms, he saw that his arms are bigger than normal, he hands look bigger, HE is bigger, Satan is staring at him in complete shock and a sort of scared kind of way. Once Catan put all the pieces together he gasped then screamed.

"I...IM...BIGGER, AHHHHHH"

Catan freaked out and out of instinct poofed into a cat, which was now bigger than he normally was and started to run around.

As he transformed his sweater disappeared. Satan tried to pick up Catan but he wiggled his way out of Satan's grasp and out the door. Satan placed the book somewhere in his room to get Catan. As Satan looked around he didn't seem to find Catan anywhere. Catan however, ran towards a small space somewhere in the house.

Belphie, the lazy demon, was with Beel in their twin room. Being cursed by the power of sleepiness all he wanted was to laze around with his favorite brother. Beel in the other hand being cursed with the power of hunger left to sneak in some more food, which left Belphie by himself in the twins room.

"I wonder..." Belphie said to himself as he layed down on the floor. Beel and Belphie made a small pillow fort so they can hang out together.

"Why was Lucifer so nice to Satan, I know Satan doesn't like Lucifer all that much and because of the cat incident....Lucifer told him that he would never get a cat" Belphie rolled to his side holding his favorite pillow.

"But, Lucifer is always caring to everyone. Even though we have another person in the family, Lucifer will still be my favorite brother. Well Beel too of course" Belphie laughed. He knew Lucifer always had a soft spot for everyone in the family, he knew he cared about everyone. Belphie tries to forget about before in the past and just be happy. As he waited it started to take a while for Beel to come back.

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Hello :D It was getting a little hard to think about how it should start since I've already thought about other stuff that will happen after.

Any advice and criticism is welcomed here. This is all for fun and I try to keep it mostly Canon although I'm still in Chapter 35 in the game. Be sure to take care of yourself 💖

#obey me #obey me otome #obey me game #catan #obey me au #Obey Me: Adventures of Catan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me shall we date #obey me!

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peter-parkourwrites · 5 years

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Touch Starved

i thought of this randomly and decided it would be a cute head canon thank u for coming to my ted talk,,, i might write a fic for this idk yet tho

AVENGERS

- being apart of such a close knit team you knew you could trust them with ANYTHING

- when you were just 11 they found you at a hydra base

- hyrda basically tested shit on you

- and now you’re like a smaller/younger version of bucky??

- at first they didn’t really know what to think being a small kid, with so much fear in your eyes they had a hard time trying to figure out how to communicate with you

- but Bucky was the first one to step up

- he knew what it was like to be horrified of the world so he just sat with you in your hospital bed and showed you movies and tv shows

- there wasn’t a lot of talking, maybe small mumbles or grunts when you needed something and couldn’t get out of the bed to reach it bc tony didn’t want you getting hurt

- but eventually you warmed up to him

- you’d reach out and tap his metal arm

- laugh at obscene crap on the tv

- and you soon found yourself intertwining your hand with his own or having your arm looped through his

- he didn’t think much of it at first,,

- but when it was time for you to move into your room you were glued to his side

- pulling on his metal fingers so he’d follow you

- arms bumping eachothers

- and once you got more comfortable with the rest of the team,,

- well they all seemed to notice it

- in more anxiety producing invironments, like a press conference, going to SHEILD, or even just leaving the compound

- you were either hanging off of Steve, Nat’s, or Buckys arms

- Steve and Bucky would give you biggy back rides through big crowds

- you’d grip onto their shoulders and burry your face in their backs

- with Nat, you’d constantly be holding her hand or have your arm looped through hers

- she’d sometimes keep a hand on your shoulder or back to guide you through crowds

- but it wasn’t just then

- when it was a simple movie night or dinner you’d have your legs thrown over their laps

- or cuddle up into Bucky’s chest and probably fall asleep

- Nat’s lap was the best pillow

- When the team went out for missions you were a wreck when you couldn’t join them

- you’d wear bucky or nats leather jackets, steves sweaters, or tonys baggy shirts to have some sense of normalcy

- Carol would sometimes stop by and you’d just grab hold of her hand and walk around the lab or hallways, talking

- she was confused by how much human contact you seemed to need but she understood and always had something for you to wear or a hand outstretched to you

- when she’d go away you’d have her green flight jacket (idk what it’s properly called skxjsjd)

- whenever Thor would visit from asgard he would NOT leave your side

- always picking you up, causing you to errupt in giggles as he threw you over his shoulder and took large steps around the compound

- When working in the lab with Bruce and Tony you’d talk to F.R.I.D.A.Y while watching them tinker, your chair right up next to theirs and your head leaning against their shoulders

- Bruce at first was,,,,

- confused? a little shocked? bc how could anyone want to curl up next to him?? or hold his hand??

- but ofc you always reassured him with a small squeeze of his arm or fingers

- Tony thought it was funny more than anything

- how a kid could just suddenly take comfort in holding earths mightiest heroes hands, when most people would even be shocked to look at them

- which only made him more inclinded to offer you a comforting squeeze on the shoulders or a side hug when you completed some form of new tech

- Steve knew how to comfort you since he did the same w/ bucky for so many years

- everytime you’d panic he’d pull you into a hug

- make some tea

- turn on some nice music

- and either dance with you or just sit on the couch and have a chat

- dancing would normally end in laughing fits and large smiles

- chatting would either end in a few tears or a big grin on your face as you both decided to put on a movie

GUARDIANS

- drax would straight up be like ‘uhhh why?’ and you’d get all nervous and shaky

- gamora would probably smack him

- while peter told him to shut up

- so you’d ask mantis to tell them why you were always hanging off them

- so mantis explains

- (i dont wanna go into detail or anything bc it could all be for dozens of different reasons so idk u can pick)

- SO FROM THEN ON

- mantis is always offering you a hug

- you guys will be hanging out jumping around on some weird shit on an alien planet idk like,, u know those marshmallows from shark boy and lava girl that were like bouncy? something like that but ya know

- not marshmallows anyways idk but just take my word for it thanks ily

- AND BASICALLY

- she’ll just hold ur hands and jump around with you

- since you’re the second youngest guardian (bc groot)

- they always ALWAYS act like older siblings to you

- protectively putting a hand on your shoulder = gamora

- pushing you behind him in the middle of an argument between enemies = peter

- literally picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder = drax

- standing in front of you with his tail wrapped around your ankle = rocket

- holding your hand with a tight grip = nebula

- standing on your shoulder and holding onto your hair or ear, while also having branches sticking out around the shoulder he’s on = groot

- groot is your go to for this

- because him being a baby, loves attention

- so you’ll just be sitting, tapping your fingers anxiously while flying to a new job/mission or whatever

- and he’ll unbuckle from his seat and climb up on your lap

- rocket isn’t one for,,,, human contact??

- so sometimes he’ll hold ur fingers

- but on SPECIAL occasions

- idk what they’d be but o well

- he’d latch onto your side during a fight or when ur walking around and just hang from your shoulder basically

- gamora is always there for a hug

- and will hold ur hand and rub her thumb over your knuckles soothingly

- drax is a big ol softie

- ALWAYS HUGGING U

- AND I MEAN ALWAYS LIKE

- in the middle of a battle

- “hey (y/n) come here”

- “DRAX IM KINDA IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING!!”

- while killing an alien

- and he just interrupts and hugs u

- the aliens r confused

- so r u

- now nebula

- she used to be like terrified to harm you

- or touch you

- bc she doesnt really know what to do

- (poor bby)

- but one night ur like,, panicky

- and you jus reach out for her hand and take it in yours

- and she feels relaxed and helps you through whatevers going on and giving you a small hug after words

- so from then on shes your go to hand holder

- idc what anyone says nEBULA LOVES IT OKAY??

- peter is your go to for side hugs and arm latching on

- after missions he’ll pull you into his side and tell you how well you did while also cracking jokes

- you’ll be listening to his music on the ship

- your arms bumping together occasionally

- and eventually you’ll get sleepy and rest your head on his shoulder

- gamora also is your go to for when you’re relaxing and you’ll lay your legs over her lap and she’ll either clean her swords or tap her fingers along your shin while watching as you pass by planets

- okay thats all gn i’m tired

- ily

#avengers x reader #gotg x reader #platonic gotg #platonic avengers #natasha romanoff #bruce banner #steve rogers #avengers x teen!reader #bucky barnes #tony stark #idk what this is tbh #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy x reader #uhhhhhh #thats all thank u mwah #thor odinson

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senorarelojes · 4 years

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Fic: Happiest Girl (Part 10)

Alan makes a bet that Dave would not be able to pass off as a woman in ladies’ clothing. Dave decides to prove him wrong. (This is set sometime during the Black Celebration era.)

Pairing: Dave/Alan Rating: Explicit Notes: Thank you @pinksyndication, @what-could-have-been and @im-knocking-on-deaths-door for generally being wonderful! Also, @what-could-have-been outdid themselves with this fantastic artwork of Alan shaving Dave’s legs from Part 4. It’s so hot, I can’t get over blushing Alan!

Part 1 is here. Part 2 is here. Part 3 is here. Part 4 is here. Part 5 is here. Part 6 is here. Part 7 is here. Part 8 is here. Part 9 is here.

By unspoken agreement, they’d gone back to Alan’s room. Everything was exactly where they’d left it, various tubes of lipstick and eyeshadow palettes strewn all over Alan’s dressing table, the shaving implements still left abandoned beside the tub. It was a testament to how distracted Alan must have been earlier; Dave knew he normally would have cleared everything away neatly before leaving.

Then again, Dave couldn’t quite blame him. It’d been a really strange but illuminating evening.

Alan helped him with the wig first, sliding out the hairpins before taking it off Dave’s head. Dave couldn’t help the sigh of relief. It had been fun, having long hair, but it was starting to get a bit hot and itchy as well. Alan also unzipped the dress for him, and they dropped it into the bag designated for hotel laundry. Once Dave was just in his briefs, he hooked an arm around Alan’s neck and dragged him closer, kissing him with a low sigh. Alan hummed in approval, a hand slipping into Dave’s underwear to squeeze his bum. Dave could probably get hard again in a while or so, but Alan obviously wasn’t having a problem with that now.

Dave broke off the kiss, much to Alan’s obvious displeasure which made him chuckle. “Lie down on the bed,” he told Alan.

“Why?”

“I’d like to get my mouth on you, if you don’t mind,” Dave said with a grin. He laughed outright when Alan immediately started shedding his clothes, leaving them in a neat pile before bouncing on top of the mattress, naked and smiling devilishly at Dave.

It was impossible to resist the siren call of a naked Alan in bed. Dave immediately climbed on top of Alan, kissing him deeply like he’d wanted to the whole night - and for a really long time now, if he were being honest with himself. Making out with Alan was completely unlike being with a woman; Alan’s body was firm and unmistakably masculine, from the scattering of hair on his chest down to the strong, muscled legs tangling with Dave’s own. And fuck, the way Alan kissed him, sure and possessive, like he was trying to shove that clever tongue right down Dave’s throat.

And the biggest reminder that Alan was a man was pressing pointedly against Dave’s hip, leaving a sticky trail of pre-come all over his skin. Alan was already so wet, and he sighed when Dave reached down and brushed his thumb over the head of Alan’s cock, smearing the wetness gathered there. “Fuck, Dave.”

Dave held his gaze as he raised his hand to his mouth, licking Alan off his thumb and watching Alan’s pupils dilate. “You taste good,” Dave whispered, before leaning down and slipping his tongue into Alan’s slack mouth.

When they broke apart for breath, Alan was panting now, high spots of colour in his cheeks. Not so indifferent now, are you? Dave thought smugly, nipping at Alan’s lips. “I want to suck your cock,” Dave told him with a grin, as Alan’s nostrils flared. “But be nice, it’s my first go.”

“I’m always nice,” Alan deadpanned, before they shared a wry glance and dissolved into laughter together. Dave pretended to cuff him on the ear before licking the shell, making Alan shiver as Dave travelled down his body, taking in Alan’s scent of sweat and faded cologne.

However, he had no idea what to do or how to react now that he was finally face to face with Alan’s erection. Alan was slightly longer than him, although Dave was thicker, and the head of his cock had a nice shape. Dave experimentally licked off the fluid on the tip of it, which made Alan almost kick him off the bed. “What the fuck, Al?” Dave demanded, steadying himself on the mattress.

“Sorry, sorry.” Alan seemed torn between watching Dave and flinging his arm over his eyes. “Er, proceed.”

All right, it seemed that Alan was especially sensitive there. Dave made a mental note of it, kissing the tip of Alan’s penis before experimentally wrapping his lips around the head.

Alan was moaning like he’d been drugged, fingers clawed in the bedsheets. Dave was getting a huge thrill of seeing Alan - always so restrained, always so cool - lose his mind like this in bed. And Dave hadn’t even tried to take him in fully yet. Eyeing Alan’s length and gauging it with his hand, he didn’t think he’d be able to fit all of Alan in his mouth. But he could damn well try his best.

Trying to remember all the times he’d gotten blowjobs from various women, Dave loosened his jaw and slid his mouth down a few inches, praying Alan wouldn’t buck him off the bed. He had no idea what he was doing, but Alan was groaning with such approval, eyes shut in utter bliss. Encouraged by Alan’s extremely appreciative reactions, Dave tried to bob his head up and down a bit, supporting himself by planting a hand on Alan’s thigh while the other curled around the shaft a little uncertainly to cover where Dave’s mouth couldn’t quite reach.

Alan was still leaking pre-come like crazy, enough that Dave had to wipe his mouth with the back of a hand. “Wow, Al.” Dave was a little in awe; he’d imagined all sorts of lurid fantasies with Alan, but no amount of fantasizing on the tour bus could have prepared him for the reality of having Alan laid out in front of him like this, his taste a little salty and bitter on Dave’s tongue.

“Come here,” Alan himself sounded wrecked. Dave quickly crawled up his body, their mouths meeting again in an urgent clash of lips and tongues. They were rutting together messily now, Dave’s almost fully hard erection rubbing against Alan’s stomach while Alan’s cock was bumping against Dave’s hip. Suddenly Alan came with a silent cry as Dave nipped at his jaw, and it took Dave just a few more thrusts in the slickness created by Alan’s semen before he buried his face in Alan’s neck, both of them panting as though they’d just run a race.

Dave was normally really relaxed and a little sleepy after a good orgasm. Fuck, he’d had two now, almost in a row. So he didn’t know why his mind was racing, his heart still hammering in his chest. He was trying to decide whether to risk a glance at Alan's face or not, afraid of what he would find there. What if Alan regretted this? What if this really was just a silly bet they’d taken too far because of alcohol and God knows what else?

“Ooof.” Alan sounded normal enough as he rolled over, nudging Dave in the ribs. “I don’t know about you, but-- I desperately need a shower.”

“Oh.” Dave didn’t know what to say. Was Alan trying to get rid of him? “Should I go back to my room, then?”

“What?” Alan gave him a look that could only be described as the non-verbal equivalent of ‘puh-lease’. “Don’t be silly, there’s plenty of hot water here.” His mouth crooked up in amusement again. “Unless you want the hotel staff to catch you sneaking back in your briefs? Or worse, Mart and Fletch?”

“God, no.” Dave happily got up and followed Alan to the bathroom, deciding not to mention that he had clothes stashed in Alan’s wardrobe. After all, there was no point looking a gift horse in the mouth.

***

Dave woke up before Alan did. They’d forgotten to draw the curtains before passing out in bed last night, and it was already starting to get light outside. Alan had his head buried under the pillow, his towel dried hair sticking up in spikes from underneath. His t-shirt was rucked up so his belly was exposed, and Dave watched the soft rise and fall of his stomach for a while.

The very real panic he’d felt in the alley outside the club came back with a vengeance. Alan was his friend, his male best friend, his bandmate and colleague. It was true, he’d been attracted to Alan for quite a while now, but he’d always resigned himself to letting it simmer below the surface, unwilling to recognise it and give it a name. Then this stupid bet had come along and blown everything out of the water, setting things in motion that Dave didn’t know how to handle.

He rolled over in bed, adjusting his shorts thoughtfully. Even now, after the wig and the dress and the make-up were gone, he still wanted Alan with a longing that both thrilled and depressed him.

Sitting up, Dave quietly got out and wrote a quick note on the hotel writing pad, letting Alan know he’d gone back to his room first to pack since they were leaving Hamburg right after the gig tonight. It was a valid enough excuse. Whenever one of them had crashed in the other’s room after a drunken night of partying, it wasn’t abnormal to wake up and find the other one gone. Dave had done it to Alan plenty of times before, and vice versa. It was what mates did.

So he didn’t know why he still felt riddled with guilt as he snuck out of Alan’s room and back to his own.

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Martin and Fletch were already at the hotel restaurant, helping themselves to the breakfast buffet and looking as hungover as Dave felt. Martin was peering at a German newspaper and nibbling on a pastry, while Fletch was diving into some combination of potatoes and sausages with gusto. They nodded when they saw Dave. “How was last night with the record people?” he asked them, taking a seat opposite Fletch.

“Brilliant,” Fletch told him with his mouth full, which made Martin wrinkle his nose. “You and Al missed out.”

“We saw him with some bird, though,” Martin said, failing to notice Dave’s blush as he nudged Fletch with a frown. “It was at-- um, what was that club again?”

“Something with a weird name. Ballsack or wotsit,” Fletch suggested, making Martin let out a sharp bark of laughter.

“Baalsaal, yeah.” An amused Martin turned back to Dave. “Where were you? We didn’t see you.”

Dave was thankful for the timely hotel staff who served him a double espresso, so that he could hide his face behind the cup. “Dunno, probably dancing.”

“Al’s date last night was pretty,” Fletch commented, shoving more food into his mouth.

Martin flipped over to the next page of the newspaper. “Thought you said you couldn’t see her face.”

“Saw a bit. It was her arse that stole the show, though.” Fletch sighed, as Dave almost spat out his espresso. “How does Slick get all the pretty ones?”

“Speaking of whom--” Martin gestured with his chin, the three of them turning to watch Alan crossing the lobby, his video-camera bag hoisted on his shoulder. Dave took advantage of the diversion to clear his throat, downing a glass of water as Alan joined them at the table. He didn’t look at Dave.

“Got lucky last night, did you?” Fletch grinned at him with a wink. “You’re welcome, by the way, for us making ourselves scarce.”

Alan simply seemed amused. “Why are we talking about this?”

“It’s better than Andy talking about your date’s beautiful arse,” a bored Martin said, flipping to the comics.

Alan’s lips twitched up slyly. “She did have a fantastic bum.” Now Alan turned to Dave, evil pouring off him in waves. “What did you think, Dave? You met her.”

Dave felt like his face was on fire; he didn’t know whether he wanted to wipe the smirk off Alan’s face with a punch or a kiss. “I think you lot are all cracked,” he said, as the rest chuckled.

“You two had a great night too, then?” Alan said to Mart and Fletch, and Dave really had to admire the smooth way Alan gracefully changed the subject. The other two were now engrossed in telling them about their night out, Alan nodding along as he sipped his cup of tea while Dave poked at a piece of toast. The animated conversation died with the arrival of a cheery Daryl, armed with their hectic schedule for the day. Radio interviews, then a few telly appearances before a rushed soundcheck and a meet-and-greet with some VIPs. Then there was the big show, of course, after which they had to board the bus for West Berlin. Dave already felt tired.

Gobbling up the last of their breakfast and tea, Dave stopped to sign an autograph for the starry-eyed waiter as the rest made their way to the waiting tour bus. It was only when he looked up that he realised Alan was waiting for him at the doorway, a little smile playing about his lips. “Did you hear about my date last night with the great arse?” he said, as Dave caught up with him.

“Wait until you hear about my date, who is a great arse,” Dave muttered, although he admittedly felt relieved as Alan laughed. Maybe things would be normal between them again. (Note: I might stop posting Happiest Girl on Tumblr once it goes up on AO3.)

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hypmicscenarios · 5 years

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Rainy Days w/ Jyuto

a/n: its raining and youre just waiting for your boyfriend to come home,using they/them pronouns again, very fluffy, 2K words

12:00 pm.

You looked at your phone,checking your notifications, then setting it back down. Ugh, you could hear the rain outside your window. Even worse, you could feel how cold it was. It made you want to do absolutely nothing. You pulled the blanket over your head and groaned into the pillow. Why wasnt Jyuto here? No. You knew why. It was because he was at work and took up the morning shift. Of course, there was less room for complaint. He would be home in the evening, but what were you supposed to do with yourself. You missed him.

Still staying underneath the warm cocoon of the blanket, you peeked your hand out, patting down for your phone, taking a couple times before you felt it, pulling it in. You opened it up to your home screen, smiling at the selfie you took of the two of you on your date. Jyuto had a soft smile on his face, you an even bigger one, complemented with a peace sign. God. You loved him so much.

Sighing happily, you remember him waking you up for a bit in the morning. You had scolded him on that. Even if you were in the deepest of slumbers and looked as comfortable as a kitten, you always wanted to kiss him goodbye, tell him to be safe at work, and that you loved him. Especially with his line of work, you had to say it at least once everyday.

Suddenly, your phone vibrated and you looked at a message from “Jyuto <3”

Jyuto: Honey, I know the rain makes you lazy but dont forget to eat lunch. I made a bento for you before I left. It should be in the fridge, I love you.

You read and bit your lips, almost tearing, than planted your face in the pillow as you silently screamed. How did you get such a good man?? You wondered that still to this day, you always would. Jyuto always reminded you why though. Your love for this man would never cease and you hoped his love for you wouldnt either.

y/n: thank you so much babe!!! I love you, what would I do without you?? :,)

Jyuto: I dont know but I would hate to imagine a life without you by my side

y/n: I wouldn't be able to live. Do you get off at 5 pm?

Jyuto: I do. As soon as I do I’ll make my way back. Since its raining, the usual?

y/n: !!!! take out and movie and cuddles on the couch?

Jyuto: of course my love. Im off break, now go eat.

y/n: I will! Good luck stay safe!

Well. That was enough to kick you into gear. You scrambled out of the covers and got up, going to wash your face, brush your teeth, checking your social media, replying to anyone you didn’t to the night before. Your mind moved towards the bento, wondering what foods he put in there, probably your favorites. He always did. Jyuto remembered every little single detail about you. You wouldn’t fault him for forgetting some things because even your memory was horrible and fuzzy at times. With Jyuto, however, that never seemed to be the case.

Once you were all good to go, you changed into warmer clothes….aka some grey sweats and one of Jyuto’s black sweatshirts that was way too big on you, but it made it all the more comfier. Plus, it smelled like him. When you opened the fridge, your guess was correct as you took out the bento, placing it on the kitchen island, then thinking.

“Hot chocolate!”, you finally said, looking into one of the cabinets, pulling out a packet. You grabbed a mug, then the milk from the refrigerator.

As you prepared the hot chocolate, you were on your phone, scrolling through your different social media again. When it was all done, the hot chocolate looked steamy and delicious, adding whip cream on the top, then setting it down near your food.

Jyuto’s food was always the best. He could definitely cook better than you, but he taught you things and you two switched with making dinner. It was now 1 pm. 4 more hours! You could get through this, 4 hours could go by in no time.

That countdown went down to 3 as you got caught up in watching videos as you ate.

Most of the bento was soon gone, filling you up. The hot chocolate adding onto that.

After you finished, you put your stuff away, yawning and stretching. You….definitely felt like you could nap. Rainy weather just did that to you. Also, the fact that work was crazy yesterday, so you were still a bit exhausted. You made your way to the couch, turning the tv on, mainly going to use it as background noise, so you let it stay on some daytime reality show.

You sat on the couch, grabbing the dark blue, velvet plush blanket, wrapping it snug around your body as you curled up on the couch, eyes looking at the tv, watching whatever was on.

The show was a bit interesting but before you knew it, your eyes became heavy, like a brick was weighing down on them,

and then you fell back asleep.

“Y/n, im home” Jyuto called out, taking his shoes off, loosening his tie, and immediately spotting you asleep on the couch. A soft smile came on his face as he set the bag of takeout on the living room table, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek,”Im home y/n,”he said in a quieter and much softer voice. He ended up sitting criss-crossed, his cheek on his arms as he gazed at you lovingly, watching you sleep, the slow rise and fall of your chest, your slightly parted mouth, every little thing, he loved, absolutely adored.

He did nothing, but you must have sensed his presence because you started to stir, your eyes shakey before your lids opened, eyes focusing in on the man in front of you.

“Well, hello there sleepyhead,”he said.

A sleepy smile came on your face,”welcome home Jyuto,”you said. Jyuto smiled, leaning forward to place a kiss on your forehead,”im home.” Your arms wrapped around his neck as you turned on your back, looking up at him,”I missed you.” Jyuto raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile on his face,”how much?” Your hand went to the back of his neck, pulling him down and connecting your lips together.

You were still a bit tired, but you kissed him with passion, molding your lips together, slow and sweet, one hand slowly going on his chest. When you pulled away, Jyuto placed another last peck on your lips,”well, im yours for the rest of the day. Let me go change and we can resume our usual rainy day activities.” You nodded, smiling to yourself, happy that he came back, then looking at the bag on the table.

It was chinese takeout….your stomach grumbled. You sat up, surprised when you heard Jyuto’s voice. He changes quick. But he looks soft and comfortable. A white sweater, black sweats.

“I went with white today because a little someone sneaked into my closet.”he said, walking over with a smile. You blinked innocently,”maybe that little someone just missed you alot.” You knew he didn’t mind. Hell, if it was hotter, no pants would even be on you right now, just your bottom and one of his tops.

Jyuto sat down on the couch, grabbing your wrist, pulling you closer and closer till his hands landed on your waist and pulled you into his lap. You were a bit embarrassed but you spoke, placing your hands on his shoulders,”w-what is it…”,you asked. He didn’t respond just yet.

Instead, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you tight,”nothing, just need my daily dosage of y/n.” You smiled, hugging his neck and lightly petting his hair,”what a coincidence, I haven't had my daily dose of Jyuto either.

The two of you stayed like that for a couple minutes. A comfortable silence. Until he pulled away, looking at you, placing his hand on your cheek,”I love you.” You moved in closer, your hands on both of his cheeks, placing a soft kiss to his forehead, then down to his eyes, the tip of his nose, then kissing his lips with a smile,”I love you too.”

The two of you managed to choose a romantic comedy, eating for the first thirty minutes, your bodies close. You had moved from the couch to your own bedroom, since cuddling would be far more easier to do. As you ate your last piece of food and put it off to the side on your night stand, you commented on the movie,”so he’s traveling around the world to find his first love and all he has is a name,face, and the one conversation they had together” Okay, it was unrealistic, but you were a fucking sap. You thought it was cute.

Jyuto smiled and spoke,”if it were you I’d travel across the world” You were touched but you tried to deflect,”you dont have to for me.” Jyuto placed his food to the side, then moving, pushing your back down into the pillow. He was now hovering above, a gentle smile on his face as his hand came up to touch your face,”Ive told you plenty of times y/n, although it may not have been love when we first met, I was captivated by you. When I meet people I usually never hope to see them again but one conversation and I hoped that I could see your beautiful face again. I had a rough day that day at work, but your smile cured everything. You’re my angel.”

Oh no. He was….being soft again. Well, you asked for it. And, maybe, some part of you said that because this was exactly what you wanted, despite the rapid beating of your heart, thumping out of your chest. You looked past his glasses, into his eyes. “Well….I hoped to see you again too. Im only an angel for you. I’ll be your guardian angel then,”you said.

He chuckled,hand grabbing your wrist, pulling your arm towards him, holding your hand and placing a soft kiss on it as he looked at you, then spoke,”lucky me then. I have you all to myself.” Your face grew even hotter at such a simple action but you spoke,”you always have Jyuto.”

Honestly? How could Jyuto resist not kissing you after an adorable look like that. He leaned in, pressing your lips together again, a gentle and soft hand still on your cheek. You snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. Soft kisses were nice, but you desired more. Jyuto picked up on it and deepened the kiss, moving more roughly against your mouth, you couldn’t help but moan really.

The two of you kept at this makeout of yours for a couple more minutes till he pulled away. Well, it was needed, you were both out of breath. You laughed as you looked at him,”you okay there, officer?” Jyuto smiled, moving a hand to put his glasses back up to his nose,”if Im with you im more than okay.”

Smooth.

“I love you, Jyuto,”you said, moving your hand to his cheek. He smiled, leaning down again and pressing a soft kiss against your lips, pulling away and saying,”I love you too, Y/n.”

He kissed the top of your head, looking at you. There was something about the look in his eyes, a glint, it shined bright, just for you. It made you feel special each time he looked at you like that.

You loved it.

He moved away, pulling you into his chest. Jyuto was just about done with his food anyway. He just felt like cuddling you. Of course, you wanted the same thing as well, adjusting yourself, moving a bit closer, then laying your head on his chest, looking back at the television. The two of you stayed like that, finishing the movie, turning the lights off, and heading to bed.

Of course, you appreciated his warmth and gentle embrace. Because of this, you were able to fall asleep quicker, mumbling a “goodnight” and “love you” before the two of you drifted off to sleep, snug and warm.

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kwrittink · 5 years

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Nothing Is What It Seems 2

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Hybrid!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: language? mentions of violence, mentions of abandon, threats and attempted blackmail

It had been two weeks since you first met Jaebum. The jacket, even if it had given you soundless nights, also was the root of some fights and stealing attempts, since it was something that really gave off the vibe of being really expensive. Well I think now no one will want it, you snickered, looking at the huge knife-inflicted gash in the back from the last fight you had for it. What mattered that it was still wearable thought, so you wouldn't have to throw it away - not that you would even if it was in shreds, you'd still recycle it into a pillow or something.

Another thing you've noticed is that the food you found in the alley looked slightly better, for at least one or two bags of food you dug from the garbage per day were barely untouched, as if someone had just mixed the contents together and thrown them out, but you didn't dwell on it too much, because it was edible and you could only thank your luck. Hell I ate a whole fish this morning and I could even sell leftovers from yesterday and got myself new socks, you snickered, looking down at your figure, that now had a really oversized wool grey shirt, some jean shorts, the new thigh high fuzzy socks you bought and - of course - your lucky leather jacket. You weren't a model or a fashonista but that was enough to keep yourself warm then you didn't care how it looked like.

"Look what we've got here, Kitty's got a new cover," The voice beside your ear didn't startle you more than usual, but still made you irritated as your spiked tail and nape hair indicated.

"Geojong, I told you to stay away from me." Your tone was calm, only to not attract attention from the humans surrounding, but your eyes rolled as far as they could in annoyance at the presence of the rat hybrid.

"Oh, but you know I can't stay away, dear. What would be of me without you? What would be of you?" He whispered at he side of your face, fingers tapping your shoulders lightly. You sighed, wondering what could he possibly want that time.

"You'd be probably dead, which in my opinion would be so good for the environment," scoffing while shaking his hands off and glaring at him, you crossed your arms hiding the bread you had just found among the leftovers of the nearby bakery - it wasn't usual for you to walk to other alleys but that one seemed empty for sure - since your go-to alley was in an unusual balance day.

"Oh don't treat me so coldly Y/N... After all we've been through-"

"Don't start with that crap because we both know that when someone need to go through something you're the one who's suddenly miles away." You sneered, relishing on the way he stepped back at your clipping tone. Yeah, he was trouble and definitely taller than you, but you could handle him. You had handled worse than that. "Now tell me, what do you want?"

Looking away from your squinting expression Geojong cleared his throat and once more put a cocky expression on, leaning on the wall behind himself. "Well, I was curious. Word has it you're with new clothes and selling shit for other hybrids and as I can see put on a little weight... So I wanted to know what's going on, you've got an owner again?" A smirk grew on his face and you couldn't help but blush at the mention of your weight gain. You only knew the effects of eating better and often because it was harder to feel cold these days and winter had been approaching quickly that year.

"You're crazy if you think I'd let anyone own me again. It's just luck and a lot of walking around. You could put some meat on those dry ass bones, but I know for a fact that you don't work a day for anyone, even for yourself..." You trailed off, head tilting with a sarcastic smile on.

"So good to see you still know me so well, Y/N!" He chuckled, not even offended of being practically called lazy, probably still wanting to be on your good side to get things. "Don't say I don't walk though, I've come all the way here to see an old friend and share a meal with them... I might be lazy, but I would never forget you."

"You want a meal? Then come and buy it at the park like every other stray. You must know I'm hanging out around there in the afternoons-"

He winced slightly, immediately cutting you off while once again, his hand came to grab at your shoulder. "Ah but you wouldn't do this to me, hm? Making me pay for food when you know how much you owe me-" I knew he'd try to act cute with me.

"Do I? I believe is quite the contrary, dear rat. But I'm going to let it go by the sake of our... Friendship, okay?" A hiss passed your lips as you grasped him by the ragged shirt, pressing him back to the alley wall. After everything he made you go through, Geojong still had the balls to make those kind of claims like your memory had been completely scrambled? Still, seeing his eyes as big as plates with fear - you were his predator by nature anyways - you released his shirt, huffing through your nose. He's just another being trying to survive with what had been given to him. "Now if you don't have money or anything exchangeable with you, piss off."

Even after you stepped back, he didn't straighten up right away and a pang hit your chest at the sight of him which had tried to help you, even if being a bastard all the steps of the way, and to whom you'd been so grateful before. It was a shame Geojong only cared about the money, if he had a shred of remorse for what happened to me, I'd even think about forgiving and helping him... You missed whatever the rat hybrid said after, only noticing he was moving when his slumped form started walking away, towards the exit of the alley. Not only that, you also noticed how battered he looked and - even if you were being sarcastic before - how thin he was. Before he used to be really well dressed, with stuff his men gathered for him... I've heart things had gone awry for Geojong but not to this extent...

"Hey," You almost whispered, but knew he had heard you as soon as he stopped walking. Picking the loaf from the floor - it landed on a pile of wrapping paper, so it was still pretty much edible - you threw it towards Geojong, which scrambled to grasp it, mouth falling open with surprise. He glanced up for an explanation. "Just because I don't want to see you in a ditch somewhere."

"You've got a heart of gold, Y/N-nyan." At the term, you took a deep annoyed breath, rolling your eyes once again.

"Don't get used to it."

After your meeting with Geojong you were spent, counting the few coins you've got from your business that afternoon you sighed knowing it was little - you wouldn't charge a lot for some leftovers anyways, sometimes... Most of the time even a item could be exchangeable for food - but at least enough to even ask for a small coffee to warm you up before searching for a place to nap before getting dinner.

You were actually happy that things for you were good - even putting on weight as Geojong kindly put it -, and even if you didn't want to think about it to avoid jinxing, it was inevitable to deny that if you kept saving up, in little to no time you could move cities, somewhere far and start over, maybe even try a job and get into a republic-like shelter. I've read something about it, and my brother wanted to go there at first...

At the memory of your brother you halted your steps, ears drooping with sadness. It had been a very long while since you've seen your little brother Jimin, you wondered how he was holding up, if he was being treated well, if he was even alive. You didn't blame him for not looking out for you if he was well, because those things were like that and cat siblings were usually emotionally unattached but you wished to see him, even if from afar just once more. He had been through a lot before.

"Oh look what we have here... Are you sad kitty? Want me to pet you?" The disgusting and creepy tone of a guy behind you made the hairs at your nape stand up and you hissed at the insinuation. Can't let my guard down in this town... Before he could try to grab you you twirled away as fast as you could, being careful to take your tail out of the way and avoid it being yanked, since it wasn't something you enjoyed a lot and took off running to the opposite direction, having the man screaming for you to be held down, claiming you had stolen his wallet. To your surprise, people made way for you as you ran, not giving attention to the shaggy man, making you wonder if he was someone that was actually pretty dangerous. Better avoid that place then.

Late in the night you were dozing off after a good meal - this time you ate spicy noodles and though they weren't your favorite, they were pretty nice -, sitting with your back against the wall and using the leather jacket as a blanket, when you heard steps in the alley.

Now, you weren't keen on sleeping in that alley because that place, even if it was good for finding food, was very frequented by couples that got out of the club which one of these walls belong to - and men waiting for easy preys like you - but after that heavy meal you got so sleepy it didn't seem so bad to nap for a bit in there. Hope it's no one harmful, I was really enjoying my nap... Staying as quiet and still as you could, you peeked through hooded eyes at the dark figure and frowned, wondering why it looked so familiar...

Until a cold breeze went through the alley and made you shiver and your shuffling was noticed by the apparently stranger that halted his steps, turning towards your shrunken body.

"Holy shit you scared the hell outta me!" As the other took a step back when locking eyes with you, the voice was immediately recognized as that man from the other night, Jaebum. You sat up, head tilting and ears standing straight in attention to his presence, amused that he had that kind of reaction seeing you.

"Jaebum?" You half-whispered, straightening your torso a bit so you could lean on the wall. The tall man gave you a sheepish smile as you took a good look at him and noticed the food bag on his hands. Does he work around here or...?

"Hey you there, Y/N wasn't it?" He asked, and you snickered while nodding a bit. "You still have my jacket, that's nice. I hope it's keeping you warm?" He inquired, not even trying to step closer. Your grin widened a little more as you once more nodded.

"It's very warm yes thank you," usually you weren't this thankful to strangers, but he had been the only person that had given you things - good things - without asking for anything back. There wasn't much people like that in the world and you weren't about to take his kindness for granted. "Do you work near here?"

"Yeah, I actually work at the restaurant beside the club, I own that place with a friend of mine." His smile was soft as he placed the bag on the floor, leaning on the wall nearby.

You hummed thoughtfully, then tilted your head to look at him. "You're the co-owner yet you're taking out the trash? How odd..." You pondered, more to yourself than anything, but he heard what you said, eyes turning wide and mouth slack as he tried to find a way to explain what exactly he was doing.

"Uhh... Yeah that well..." The man muttered and you frowned at his actions, wondering why he was having such a hard time to say something, when suddenly two and two clicked together. Oh, he works at a restaurant hm? And this is the alley where we met so maybe... A small smile broke on your lips as you eyed once again the bag with food in his hands. It was only logical to understand then why you've been finding food more often and in better quality in that particular alley because he was the one putting it there just for you.

As he noticed your understanding a heavy sigh passed his lips, hand going to scratch at the back of his neck awkwardly. "Yeah, that's what it looks like. It was more wishful thinking that maybe you'd come by to eat again, so I wanted you to have at least better food..." At his explanation, you had to purse your lips to stop the wide grin from spreading on your face and got up, walking towards him slowly with the jacket slung over your shoulders and shielding you from the night breeze. He straightened up when you got closer like he was nervous and you relished quietly on the smell of him, having the already worn out gifted leather jacket lost most of the original owner's scent.

"You already left food for me today though? Is that my breakfast?" You tried to be funny, ignoring how your stomach churned once Jaebum grinned a little, opening the bag of slightly messed up food in clean styrofoam packaging, which he'd probably throw over some plastic bags and brown paper.

"Maybe dinner - if I recall correctly there wasn't much noodles earlier... And you have to prepare for winter right?"

You snickered, crossing your arms over your chest, impressed at his basic knowledge regarding hybrids. Maybe he owned one before? "Wow, you know how to treat a lady don't you?"

At that you could swear he blushed, but the poor lighting and the hand going to scratch the tip of his nose avoided confirmation. "Well I'd offer you to eat at the restaurant but I know you wouldn't accept so I had to improvise."

"Yeah you got that right..." This time you let the corner of your lips curl up, chin tilting towards the objects in his hands. "What you got there for me?"

"Uh fish croquet and rice. There was a team of children's baseball there and the kids didn't eat everything. Hope you don't mind-" Your ears perked up immediately upon hearing what was being offered, taking a sharp breath in surprise. Jaebum halted a little alarmed, looking up at your face and trying to figure if your reaction was good or not.

"Are you kidding me? Fish croquet is one of my favorite food!" Approaching, you thumbed at the bag, eyes wide as you searched for a piece and popping it into your mouth, humming delightedly. The man in front of you snorted and you decided to care later about what image he got from you.

You started nibbling eagerly, even if you weren't nearly hungry yet. It had been a long while since you've eaten that treat, perhaps from when you were just a small kitten in the shelter. It reminded you of safer and kinder times when the only thing you could worry about was if your brother had stolen your squeaky plushie again. Your eyes prickled a little.

Jaebum snickered softly, making your eyes snap up at him, cheeks warming up a little after realizing how it might have looked. "I'm sorry I was staring, you just looked so cute," he barely muttered and the fondness in his eyes made your face feel even warmer, despite the cold breeze constantly in that alley.

"Kinda creepy you watching me eat," you countered with a small pout, straightening up and licking your thumbs discreetly. He nodded a little in agreement, not able to meet your eyes and you found it a bit endearing that he was still embarrassed for being caught feeding you indirectly. "And now I don't think I should take that, I can't repay you at all..." As in, there are very few things I could give you in exchange.

"Then maybe we could have coffee?" Jaebum proposed with a small smile, and you pursed your lips in disagreement. That kind of suggestion would mostly go one way, and it was quite a shame Jaebum was asking you that. I was starting to like him.

"I thought you were already aware that I wouldn't go-"

Eyes widening with the realization of your misunderstanding, he put one hand in front of his body to interrupt you. "No I mean, I could come here tomorrow morning with coffee and we could have breakfast together..." Explained, and your mouth gaped open, a sound of understanding leaving your lips. "That is if you don't mind, I don't want to sound-"

"So, like some sort of date?" It was your turn to cut him off, and effectively in a way that your words this time did bring a blush on his cheeks as you chuckled inwardly.

"What? No, uh just- Not that I..." Jaebum stammered and you couldn't help but laugh at his desperation, and seeing that you only meant to tease, he also chuckled a little embarrassed.

"Sure, if you don't mind sitting on this floor... But perhaps make it brunch, I like to sleep late." You advised with a little tilt of your head. Jaebum nodded with a giggle, looking satisfied for achieving that small step closer to you, and deep inside you were also feeling a little giddy, but had mixed feelings because it had been a long time you let yourself be around humans so carefree. I just hope I'm not wrong.

"Sure, I'll bring the special and your lunch for later then. Any preferences?" He asked and your mouth fell a little agape, surprised that he was actually letting you choose. Your chest felt warm.

"Don't you know? Beggers can't be choosers." You quipped at him and saw him snort - you'd admit that it was cute later on - at your attempt of a joke, shaking his head afterward.

"But that's the thing, you're not begging for anything, so..." At his response you could only roll your eyes, reaching to grab the bag from his hands, quickly fishing some croquet and stuffing your mouth. You were a little frustrated and your cheeks were on fire for some reason, unable to find the voice to speak at him, since he was being so nice. It had been a while you've been treated with such equality it almost made you stumped.

"Whatever's fine" You started around a mouthful, then peering up to look at his face. "Maybe... Something warm?"

"Okay then, I'll make something tasty." He smiled once more, turning to walk away. You watched as Jaebum walked all the way across the alley, before turning and catching your eyes still on him. "How do you like your eggs thought?"

You hoped he couldn't see how flushed your face felt from that distance. "Scrambled?" You heard yourself practically whisper, and caught his nod before you decided to finally turn away and eat your food.

“Then it’s a date.”

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banditthewriter · 5 years

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The Pact - 8

And we’ve come to the end! I hope you’ve enjoyed this short series of mine! And thank you to the original requester!

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The wedding was absolutely beautiful. You stood beside Frank and had tears in your eyes by time the minister announced that they were husband and wife. Had you wanted to stop this moment? You felt like your whole life as Frank's best friend was leading to this moment. He was happy and Karen was happy and you... You were sitting at a table by yourself. The seat next to you had a little folded card that said the seat belonged to Billy Russo, but he wasn't there. For some reason looking at that name card had made you want to burst into tears. Instead you simply leaned back in the chair and watched. Karen's friends were nice. They had walked her down the aisle together, one on each side. They looked like a cohesive unit and you found yourself envious of it. Bet neither Foggy nor Matt would ever try to break Karen and Frank up for their own selfish, misguided reasons. You knew that Frank was trying to forgive you and you also knew that you probably didn't even deserve that. He didn't treat you any differently but you could feel that divide. You broke it. It was up to you to fix it. That reminder had you pulling out your phone. You hadn't heard from Billy since he got into the elevator. Should you worry? You couldn't believe he had missed Frank's wedding. Just checking in. I don't know where you are. I know you're probably pissed at me and I deserve that but I just want to make sure you're okay. You sent the message and tucked the phone into your clutch before you moved to stand outside of the venue. The happy couple had been dancing but now they were seated at the table at the head of the hall. Outside the doors was the beach and you could hear the waves crashing on the shore. It was a beautiful wedding but it was also just very well planned. It wasn't spontaneous. This wasn't something the two of them had cooked up on a whim. This was happiness and love and you would have hated yourself if you had been successful. Mostly because you weren't actually in love with Frank. Just thinking about that being the reason you came out here to almost ruin your twenty year friendship made you feel like an idiot. But you'd been an idiot for a long time now. How long had you ignored what you felt for Billy? Granted how could you have known that he was even an option? He was always with beautiful women and never really showed interest in you. Or... well.

The more you thought about it, the more you couldn't remember the last time you saw Billy with someone. And you couldn't stop thinking about the fact that you went straight to him about all of this. You always felt at easy with him. He made you laugh, he always offered to help you when you were upset before. Hell, he offered to help you with this just to try to keep you from making a huge mistake. He went above and beyond for you without ever asking for anything back. And you were pretty sure he lied about the hotel room thing. You'd have a lot more apologizing to do once you got back to New York. Your cell phone buzzed and you pulled it out, hoping it was Billy. Instead you saw Frank's name flash on the screen. He had probably seen you duck out and wanted to make sure you were okay. Feeling guilty for making him worry about you on his big day, you answered the phone immediately. "You don't have to worry about me Frank," you said with a sniffle, closing your eyes as the breeze drifted over you. "I just needed some air." "Because a venue with no walls isn't a good place to get air?" That... wasn't Frank. "Billy? I thought you left!" "What, before my buddy's wedding? You think I'm that desperate to get away from you?" You made your way to the back of the building and looked in. At the other end was Billy on the phone standing next to Frank and Karen. Frank was grinning at you so wide that it hurt your cheeks just to see it. Even Karen was giving an impish grin as she looked between you. And Billy was staring right at you. You smiled a bit when he noticed you and slowly started to make your way past the other tables.

"I need to apologize," you said as you dodged an elderly couple that were dancing. "And I need to explain something." Billy looked at the newlyweds who smiled at him. Karen shooed him away from the table and Billy kept the phone to his ear as he made his way across the dance floor towards you. His suit looked good. Too good. God, you must have been distracted during the wedding to not see him in the crowd. "I don't need an apology, but I think there's something I want to explain first. If that's agreeable?" He reached you in the middle of the room. He placed Frank's phone down on a nearby table before he put your phone and clutch there too. Standing in front of you, you found yourself a little unable to breathe. "I want to make a pact with you," he said as he held a hand out, gesturing to the dance floor with his chin. As he led you out onto the floor, he explained his idea. "See, I think your plan didn't work because it was short notice. And I think if you really want to make a point, we should probably keep up the appearance with our relationship." "Is that right?" you asked breathlessly, letting him pull you in close as you swayed to the music that played over the area. "Yeah, I think that'll show Frank for reneging on your first pact." His hand pressed gently against the small of your back, the other reaching to brush the backs of his fingers across your cheek. "What do you say Y/N? We got a deal?" Your answer was a brief smile followed by leaning up to press your lips against his. ------ Your phone was buzzing incessantly on the bedside table. You started to roll over but an arm around your waist was stopping your retreat. "Make it stop," Billy groaned as he squinted at his clock. "Jesus, it's four in the morning. Did someone die?" You grinned and pressed a kiss to his shoulder as you wiggled out to grab your phone. "It's a tradition with me and Frank," you said as you rolled back over. "I was born at four oh seven." Right on the dot. You answered the phone with a sleepy hello, ignoring Billy's groan as he rolled over to put his head under the pillow. "Happy birthday Y/N," Frank said, cheerful even though you could hear him yawning. "Frank, you're on your honeymoon. Go to bed with your wife." "And let me sleep," Billy mumbled under the pillow, peeking out with a grin when you pinched his side. "Was that Billy complaining? He's never been a morning person. I'll make it quick. Just wanted to say happy birthday and ask you a question." "What's that Frankie?" "You okay with me breaking our pact now?" You looked over at Billy who was smiling sleepily at you. Just the sight of him made your heart swell in your chest. And as backwards as it is, the whole thing actually brought you and Frank closer. Even Karen hadn't minded too much when she found out about what happened. It’d been an awkward conversation but she had taken one look at you and Billy wrapped up in each other and had realized that it didn’t matter. It was all in the past and you were all stronger for it. Billy reached out and linked his fingers with yours, closing his eyes and cuddling in close to you. You smiled as you leaned back in bed a bit. "I think it was the best thing that's ever happened to me."

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